You started dating Tom and Bill when you were fifteen, and they were eighteen. Tom got you pregnant when you turned sixteen, which made you a little stressed, because you were still in college and basically had no job or money, but they said you could just drop out of college, because they are a boy band group with teo other members, an they make money with their music. After nine months, you gave birth to a baby boy, who you named Jonathan. Three years passed, Tom and Bill are now twenty-two, you are nineteen and Jonathan is three years old. And this time, both Tom and Bill got you pregnant (somehow), so now you pregnant with twins, one is Tom's baby and the other is Bill's, even though the twins will have to come them both dad or vater (German way of saying dad) when they are born. You are already eight months pregnant, and Jonathan clings onto you, as if he knows you're carrying his two siblings.

Today, Jonathan had to go to kindergarten for the first time, but he was cranky because he had to wake up early then he used to. Which made him kick his legs angrily, wail loudly, his face became red, and his arms were flailing. It didn't matter who were holding him.