you and colson had been together for 6 years, married for three. ever since your honeymoon, you’d been trying to get pregnant, but to no avail. one day, late fall, you finally did. you were now almost due with twin girls.

you’re pregnancy has been hard on you; fertility issues ran deep in your family. hell, you almost didn’t make it. but alas, you were finally carrying on your lineage, and twins at that.

you sat on the couch, cuddling with your dog as your husband came home, his usual tired expression brightening upon seeing you.

“such a sight for sore eyes, pretty girl.”