“Tommy will you get back here?!” I shouted as I ran after Tommy through the house, “and where on earth is your sister? Tommy!” He was turning into a real handful, Oriana’s doll didn’t seem to entertain him as much these days.
“There you go sit here. Yes, yes you can play with my necklace, I’ll be right back.” I settled him down in the high chair, where on earth was Kitty?
“Oh my God Kitty get away from the pool!” What on earth was she doing?! Thank God I had found her, she could have fallen in. “There there, come here.”
“Mommy I want water! Water water splash splash! Mommy I want claw! CLAW! CLAW!”
“Okay, okay, raaarrghhh!”
“Phew.” I exclaimed as I set her down in the kitchen and took Tommy out of the high chair to play with her, wiping the loose strands of hair out of my face. I had to get dinner started, Noah should be back from work soon.
“Mommy juice! Juice now!”
“Tommy what did you forget?”
“Umm- NOW NOW NOW!”
“No, the word is please!” God I hoped I was doing this right, I needed them to have some manners.
“PLEASE! He screamed, throwing his hands in the air and sending my necklace flying across the room.
“Okay okay, here. Now why don’t you and your sister both play a game while Mommy makes dinner?” Please let them play for an hour while I got dinner ready.
“With Kitty? She stinks! I no play with girl!” Kitty carried on with her doll, oblivious.
“Your sister does not stink, play, now!” He huffed reluctantly as I handed him his doll, he thought they were for girls lately, against my many attempts to explain that this was a unisex doll.
I started preparing the hamburgers warily, I had only made them a few times and I wanted everything to be perfect for Noah’s dinner, not that he would ever complain but still. After all, I guess I was a housewife now… wow, a housewife. I had those fleeting moments of doubt where I wondered what it would be like to have a different life, if I had stayed in the past, a party girl… but then I looked around at the children playing with their toys and that all washed away, I loved them so much.
After the gruelling process of trying desperately not to burn the burgers I ran the children up to bed, for now they slept in the same room (much to Tommy’s annoyance) but I was working on rooms of their own, interior design was a big thing of mine lately (I redid most of the house due to my post-natal depression after Kitty’s birth). I could barely keep my eyes open as I sat in the living room reading The Art of Feng Shui after brushing my teeth and changing into a comfortable tracksuit, I seemed to be getting fatter lately… it wouldn’t matter if I just closed my eyes for 5 seconds would it?
“Arielle? Ari…” Someone was shaking me, God it was Noah, how long had I been asleep?!
“Sorry Noah, I fell asleep for longer than I thought.” I said as he pecked me on the cheek. I snuggled into his arm as he sat down in his dirty overalls on the sofa. What on earth was he wearing? Who cared, I was too tired to ask. “Your burgers are in the kitchen by the way.” I told him as I relaxed in the groove of his arm, it was so great having him around, we were living a proper life, so different from my old one, and actually better. I couldn’t wait to get him up to the bedroom.
The next few weeks were spent preparing for Tommy’s birthday, he was growing up so fast! I continued working on my book, although I couldn’t really get much done! The only time I could get a decent portion of work done was when Tommy was out with Noah and there was only Kitty to watch, who was no where near as loud and voracious as her older brother, and (for now) was perfectly content to play with her doll, although she did make the occasional trip to the pool, so I installed a gate outside.
Tommy’s birthday was a huge success, it was just the four of us, and it was the moments like this that I loved the most about being a mother. The look on his face as he tried his hardest to blow out the candles was so sweet, with all of us around cheering him on. I could tell that he loved the attention, this was his day, and he definitely knew it. Noah had gotten time off work for the day so Noah was, naturally, lavishing his attention on the kids, which they loved. They definitely looked up to him, he was that scary father figure who was at work all day and came home with huge hugs and presents at the end of the day, they would never act out in front of him.
“Tommy will you stop eating that cake, it’s been there for days.” I shouted as I rushed around the kitchen preparing dinner.
“But mom it’s tasty, and you said it needs eating” Tommy replied through mouthfuls of his birthday cake, now going stale because no one had bothered to finish it.
“You’re going to spoil your dinner, now stop eating it!” He had a huge appetite, probably from all the running around he did. No matter how many toys and games he had he loved playing more than anything, I couldn’t wait for Kitty to grow up so they could play together, although he may not want to, he had even enforced a ‘No Girls Allowed’ rule on his treehouse.
“Neeeeeeeeeerrrr!!” I heard him scream as he ran off to the TV room, leaving cake all over the floor. What on earth was he playing now? “Mom, mom, mom, I’m playing cars! Look I’m going to run this old lady over, BAAANG!!”
“Tommy! You are not running an old lady over, that’s terrible” I laughed under my breath as I watched him playing, he was such a happy child, I couldn’t help but let him off for the far fetched games he played, running over an old lady, I never!
“Mom me found rabbit! Pink rabbit!” Kitty shouted as she stumbled through the den (she was running everywhere lately after almost mastering the art of walking) and into the kitchen behind me as I ran to the oven to take out the chicken.
“That’s great sweetie, why don’t you go and play with your brother?” I wish they would just play together, I had too many things to do, and I had recently found out I had another child on the way! How ever would I cope? “Oh and Kitty watch the piles of clothes I don’t want you to fall over!” The house was a complete mess, everyone threw their clothes on the floor without a thought for me, who was always left to clean them up!
Oh thank God, it seemed Tommy had taken Kitty into his game with him, they were astronauts now, although Kitty couldn’t use the dress up box as her brother could. It was wonderful when they played together, I wanted them to all have a strong bond, unlike me, Alex, and Oriana, who barely ever saw each other. They had only came to see the new house once, pshh. The memory of Kitty and Tommy playing together as children was a fond one, and it was one of the only times they actually had played together, maybe I should pull that old tool set thing out of storage, I’d had it moved when I redid the den, they could maybe bond over it again.
“Captain Tommy to the base, alien creature chasing me, repeat alien creature chasing me, I am under attack! Creature has blonde hair and a pink top, repeat, destroy the target!” Kitty ran after Tommy through the den, laughing hysterically as he described her as the alien, God they were so cute. Ouch! That was a hard kick, I had to stop chopping up the rosemary for a few seconds and nurse my stomach, maybe I was going a little too fast for this baby, or maybe it would be just as boisterous as Tommy, and this was just a taste of things to come! I needed a break.
“Yes?” I asked as I opened the door extremely early a few mornings later.
“Your son has been very bad!” Excuse me? Who was this uptight woman, I’d never seen her in my life. “I looked out of the window last night to see him running away, leaving a trail of eggs in his wake! He has been throwing eggs at my house!” I almost laughed, it was so like him, he was always looking for fun, there wasn’t many kids in the neighbourhood so this was obviously how he was entertaining himself.
“Oh I’m so sorry- I’ll definitely have a word with him.” I went to close the door before I laughed in her face but she stopped me with her words,
“I’ll sue if he doesn’t stop! This is a disgrace, my Michelle would never be so naughty.” She was livid.
“You’ll sue? He’s just a child, I’ll pay for a window cleaner to come over, it’s not a big deal, again I’m sorry, now goodbye.” I slammed the door firmly in her face, leaving her steaming . Who did she think she was, she’ll sue? Let her try. This new neighbourhood was becoming a real pain, I was beginning to regret ever leaving the triplex. No, I wanted a suburban house, and I suppose this was just one of the prices I had to pay for that. Oh well, I had no time to deal with Tommy right now, I’d just tell him not to do it again when I saw him later, for now I had to get his things ready for his first day of school, I couldn’t believe he was finally starting! I didn’t even remember my first day of school, but it did remember school being the centre of my universe at the time, God it’s strange how school is such a distant memory once you’ve left.
“Mom mom when can we leave, I want to go to school!” Tommy asked as he tied his shoes.
“We’re leaving in a minute sweetie, I’ll be right there.” It took me more than a minute to get up the stairs, especially as I had to cart around the baby inside of me, which was getting heavier by the day.
“Come ooooooooooooon!! Mission school commencing in 5 seconds mommy!” he shouted as he ran out of the front door and I waddled behind him.
“Did you remember your backpack?”
“Yes mom, you’ve already asked, I put it in the car earlier, now GO GO GO!” Geez, he was excited, I hoped he actually liked school. I had went to look at the school he was going to and I wasn’t impressed. It was right in the middle of the dense city centre with an apartment block overlooking it! I was trying to convince Noah to let me send them to the local private school (which thank God wasn’t a boarding school) but he was adamant that his children should grow up with everybody else, even if they lived a more privileged life at home.
“And you remembered your lunch?” I asked as we drove up the hill to the school, I had to take a detour and pick up some groceries.
“Yes! Now come on, can’t you move this thing any faster, you drive like a woman!” I couldn’t help but laugh, he was on the edge of his seat, desperate to get to school.
“I drive fine thank you very much! Just because I’m not a speed freak like your father!” We both laughed, and settled into silence as he watched the roads go by, getting closer and closer to the school.
I was definitely more nervous than him as we pulled up outside the school, which I still hated. They had tried to make the front acceptable, but all you had to do was look around and you’d know that some of the kids at this school would be rough, it was definitely not a desirable area.
“Now are you ready?” I lowered myself down so we were face to face. “I want to hear all about it when you get home, give me a kiss.” I moved in to kiss him when he heard a few children giggling behind him.
“Ew mom no!” He jumped back quickly and ran off,
“See you… later” I trailed off as he disappeared into the school, I knew it was just a part of growing up, and I could bet in a few weeks he’d want to take the bus so he didn’t look like he relied on his mother, but I couldn’t help but be a little upset that he hadn’t wanted to kiss me in front of the other kids, ah well, he had to start growing up at some point.
When I picked him up he was raving about his day, telling me how brilliant the kids in his class were, he even complimented one (only one – he hated the rest) of his teachers, saying she was ‘cool’! Success! I was so glad he was enjoying it, he had made a couple of friends, and even asked me to let him join scouts, could it get more perfect?! I was sure the time would come when one of my children began to hate school, a few days would be skipped, teachers calling the house, but for now he loved it, and I was so grateful. Mine and Noah’s third child was born just after Tommy had told me about his great day at scouts and rushed off to play in the treehouse, Kitty’s birthday was upcoming and I was about to start baking the cake when I felt my waters break.
Olivia was born a few hours later, after a long and painful labour, the worst one I’d had yet, I wouldn’t have been surprised if twins had came out! She’d inherited her fathers black hair as well as my pale skin and was absolutely beautiful! Kitty called her Olive instead of Olivia one day and it sort of stuck, just like Kitty for Katherine. Tommy, Kitty, and Olive. Was no one called by their full names around here!?
The childhood stage was so much easier with Tommy and Kitty both being in school now, finally becoming a little more independant and starting to make friends. Tommy was barely home, well, he was barely ever in the house. His friends thought our little playground was so cool, they told me it was even better than the one at the school. Whatever, I’d just bought one of everything in the store and had some workers fit it, it was a small price to pay for something that kept the kids occupied for hours. Kitty was still banned from the treehouse under the ‘No Girls Allowed’ rule and would moan to me for hours about getting her own. No way was she getting her own, she’d just have to find a way of getting into Tommy’s, I’d let them work it out between themselves. For now my attention was all on Olive. She learned to walk, talk, and everything else fairly easy, much quicker than my other children. Her main passion was the peg box. She’d sit there for hours on end, easily slipping the shapes into the respective holes, this was a smart one.
I still didn’t see Noah as much as I would have liked, and every time I did we fell straight into bed. I could sense another pregnancy would be on the horizon if we didn’t start using protection, but neither us cared, we both wanted more children, after all we had more than enough space, and more than enough love to give to them. Of course we had problems with the kids, but that didn’t put us off, on the contrary, it was quite exciting, this was the real nitty gritty of being a parent, and I was glad I was finally experiencing it. Kitty’s problems with school were one of those ‘nitty gritty’ moments. However much Tommy loved Public School, that’s how much Kitty hated it. She begged me to move her to the local private where most of the neighbourhood girls went.
“But mother! I hate it there! The area is so dirty, a girl called me a posh freak the other day because you insist on picking us up in that huge Range Rover, which probably cost more than the house she lives in! I want to go with my friends! PLEASE!” She fumed as we argued over it yet again. I would have been happy to send her to the private, I had no idea why Noah was so against it!
“We’ve talked about this before Kitty, the answers no. You can go to Public School with your brother.” I finished the argument, getting back to work on my book and ignoring her fiercely antagonistic expression.
“You’re the worst mom in the world! I hate you!!” She stormed out of the den in another one of her moods, she had changed so much from that placid little child who was happy to play with her doll and enthused over a pink bunny. I walked into the TV room to tell Noah about this latest outburst from our very angry daughter when I heard a few snippets of his conversation.
“…I know – no I can’t get away right now, I’ll call you…” He laughed at whatever the person on the other line was saying, “You know I feel the same, okay bye.” What was that all about?
“What was that about?” I asked as we embraced,
“Nothing – just work stuff, I don’t want to worry you with it.”
“But I want to know, maybe I can -” He made me lose my train of thought by crushing his lips against mine, I forgot all about wanting to help him with work, I only wanted him in bed with me.
“Let’s go upstairs you gorgeous woman.”
It was probably just me being paranoid – after all I was starting to turn into the proverbial housewife, but then again I was still gorgeous, he could never cheat on me. He better not be, because a few weeks later I felt those familiar stirrings once more – our family was still expanding.
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Sorry for such a long wait! I moved the Belgravia’s to a new town in order to have a 60×60 lot and so the family could exist in a suburban neighbourhood – not the celebrity filled hills of Bridgeport. The new town is not particularly important to the story, and I completely rebuilt the house as I was a little unhappy with the layout – with rebuilding comes decorating (which I never think is right so I change it over and over) landscaping etc.
I know this chapters a little slow but don’t worry – drama for the children as they grow up I’m sure – for now I’m enjoying living my idyllic childhood through my sims – hope you enjoy.
– Marissa x