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Bette reflected on the last two months. It was magical when she first touched her sons and daughters. It was even better when they could hold them. They had cried. They were so tiny. Kyra was still the littlest and still at the hospital but the other three were home. Kit had moved in with them when the first two babies arrived home, Jules and T.J. She was planning to help the couple the first four months. Then, Bette and Tina would hire a nurse. Probably in about a week, Kyra would be coming home and they couldn’t be happier. The first days that Jules and T.J. were home Bette could only describe as hell. Every two hours they had to get out of bed and feed them. It was like Bette and Tina, Bette and Kit, Tina and Kit… That was the routine. When Wyatt joined the gang, there wasn’t a routine anymore. They all got up and fed them. Bette knew that if Kyra would come home, it would be tiring as hell. Through the day, Tina slept when the babies slept because the first weeks she was tired. It was better now. Bette was always up. She would be going back to work in about three weeks. She wanted to be home to care for her children but she knew she couldn’t. Raising four children wasn’t cheap and she needed the money.

It wasn’t hard to know which babies were the boys and which were the girls, all you had to do was look at the hair but knowing who T.J. was or Wyatt was harder. With the girls, it was easier. The big one was Jules, the small one was Kyra.

Tina walked in and saw her wife sitting on the couch, looking outside, with a smile on her face. Slowly she walked over, sat next to Bette who seemed to snap out of her stare, and looked at Tina.

“Hi.” Tina said. “Were you dreaming?”

“No, thinking… About you and our babies.” Bette said and kissed her beautiful wife.

“They are asleep and Kit has just left for work. We’re alone.” Tina said and kissed her wife.

“We are?” Bette wanted to make sure and kissed back. Just when Tina wanted to answer, a baby crying was heard. They both looked down and sighed.