After giving birth to Lucky and Lucas, a sense of calm comes over me...I can't believe I am almost done...I try to really take in everything about these babies, knowing I only have them and one more to go.
But time marches on, and the boys grow up...Lucky, who is ironically unlucky, looks a little like Weston but has my eyes and my mom's hair.
Even though Lucky has a lot of hair, Lucas doesn't, although it seems like it's going to be similar to my mother's color...and he looks more like Mason.
Mason has yet to do anything but prove that he is a loving and diligent father. All the kids love hearing his ghost stories. He is such a relaxed parent, which is good because it compliments my frequent neuroses.
Soon though, even the triplets are ready to move on.
Christian ends up looking a whole lot like Mason.
Weston might have my eyes, but he still has odd traits...he is a hottie though.
Georgina is gorgeous and has plans of taking over the world in the political career field.
And before you know it...I give birth to my last little baby...one last little girl...
Baby 100: Naomi Reed-Pope.
Baby 100: Naomi Reed-Pope.
