Several weeks have passed since I found out I was pregnant once more, and it felt just as exciting as the last time.
Oak of course took the news very well, this time we were hoping for a son, though we’d still be happy either way. Of course Ember got excited about her future sibling, and each time she’d ask how her new sibling was doing in my tummy, it was incredibly adorable.
After months of trial and error, we’d finally been able to teach Ember how to speak properly, and yet she still refuses to use the toddler-eating utensils we got for her, and instead uses her hands as to scoop up her food. Each time she does this, we give her a bath and get her changed into new clothes, one would think we should’ve invested in our own washer and dryer at this point.
The next several months flew by so quickly, each month my bump would get bigger and bigger, soon enough we would be welcoming our child into this world. Me & Oak decided to keep the baby’s gender a surprise until they arrived. It was a month before my due date when we started to get everything in order for the baby, their room, crib, and new wallpaper too. Of course Oak would check up on our unborn child every now and then, making silly sounds or talking to the baby so that when the time came, they would recognize our voices.
Even Ember attempted to talk with her sibling, making sure to go over the rules of the house with them. Sometimes she’d give me her food saying that it was for her future baby brother so that he’d have something yummy to eat. At this we’d all laugh and hand her back her food saying that the baby said thank you, but it would be better if she ate it so that she could grow big and strong.
It was the week of my due date and everything was calm around the house, Oak was reading Ember a story about the lives of the Ink family who were known for their amazing tales of love and wonder, Ember would let out an “Aw!” everytime there was a kissing moment in the story. I was curled up in the couch overhearing the story when I felt something painful.
The contractions started, and I wailed in pain as I realized I’d gone into labor! Oak jumped to his feet and began to panic until I told him that we needed to get to the hospital right now. After calling a babysitter for Ember, we drove over to the hospital where I once again went through the process of delivering a baby.
I fell asleep from exhaustion after delivery, the whole process was blurry in her memory, and when I came to, Oak was there smiling. I asked him where our child was, and what happened after I fell asleep. He reached for my hand and let me know that I didn’t give birth to one son, I’d given birth to three! I nearly fainted upon hearing that! He then told me that our sons were fine and walked over to move the curtains, revealing each of our three boys. I started to cry tears of joy upon seeing them, Oak went over to me, and said that we still had to name each of our sons.
I named our first-born, Cobalt, despite his red skintone, I just knew it was the name for him. Oak named our second-born, Surf, because of his blue skintone and the wisps of blond hair on his head. As for our third-born, me & Oak decided to combine two names, creating the name, Pyro. After a few more days in the hospital, we were finally able to bring them home.
“You’re amazing you know.” Oak said as we finally put the last of the triplets to bed. “It’s been mentioned before.” I said amusingly, after so many months of waiting, here they were, our three wonderful sons. As we started to leave, Cobalt began to stir, so I walked over to his crib, scooping him up in my arms and cuddling him.
I then began to slowly lift him in the air, and Cobalt seemed to show a smile as I lifted him higher and higher. I’d always been told that the men in our family were born brave and were never afraid. So far this seems to be true, and Oak chuckled as he placed his hand on my shoulders, “I think we’re suppose to get him back to sleep, not keep him up all night.” I laughed softly in reply and began to rock Cobalt in my arms until his eyes closed once more, then placing him in his crib. We whispered goodnight before closing the door slowly behind us.
“Mmff.. they’re awake..” I mumbled as I woke up from the noise of the triplet’s crying. “Mmf.. alright..” Oak replied groggily, slowly we got up and made our way to the triplet’s room. We rocked Pyro to sleep, whereas Cobalt and Surf wanted to be lifted before they went to sleep. It’s only been a few months, but we’ve gotten used to this routine of the triplets waking up in the middle of the night. At first we thought it all of them crying, though after the first week, we noticed that it was Pyro and sometimes Surf who’d start crying, while Cobalt stayed in his crib awake. Annoyed at his brothers for their constant crying.
As time passed, Ember’s fifth birthday finally arrived, and as she happily blew her candles, she moved up and down in Oak’s arms before saying that she was now too old for Daddy to be carrying her. We all laughed as I presented to her a new dress to wear for her first day of school later this year, along with new slippers. Oak gave her an easel as a gift, since she’d been begging for more things to draw with, so instead of crayons, she got an easel!
Ember came back from her room, which had been added a few weeks ago, wearing her new dress, and she looked so pretty in it! After cake, we went to help her set up the easel in her room, afterwards she put up her first canvas, squirted some paint in her palette, and began on her first painting, all the while we were filming the entire process. Eventually Ember politely requested that we’d leave her alone to paint, since she need peace and quiet to focus on it. We let her be and went upstairs to clean up.
Soon enough it was time for school to start, and we watched as Ember got up from the table one morning and ran over to the schoolbus, yelling back “Bye! I love you!”. I know it sounds cheesy, but our children were growing up so fast! Fortunately we still had our three boys, who would stay innocent like this for another few years, until they too, would start walking and talking, and then going to school.. then growing up some more.. then dating, then graduation, then getting married and having kids, making us grandparents and- well, that won’t be for quite some time. Until then, they are our little boys.
Cobalt, with my red skintone, blonde hair, and my eyes. Who never cried, and remained calm when his brothers did, yet always wanting to move around outside his crib.
Surf, with Oak’s blue skintone, my blonde hair, and also having my eyes. Who’s almost always happy and ready to play with his brothers or the toys around the house.
Pyro, with Oak’s blue skintone and blue hair, also with my eyes. Who’s the first to cry, but calms down as soon as he’s snuggled.
Ember who reminded me of myself as a child, with light-blue skin of course! She was kind to others and had such a knack for painting.
We had such amazing children, and I can only imagine the things that they will do as they get older. I just hope that someday they find someone to love, just like I love Oak, and our own parents love each other, and so on. Love is what fuels this family after all!