Gen. 2: Aspirations of Being An Only Child

POLLY: Serge, why did Mom have to have more babies?

SERGE: That's her thing Polls...she's doing a 100 baby challenge...you know that.

POLLY: Yeah, I know...but why did she have to have so many?

SERGE: Just lucky I guess...

Polly has been having trouble not being the baby of the family anymore.  I feel for her, I really do.  Not only is she not the youngest anymore, but she has to share her attention with four screaming infants.

I remember when my mom had the quints and she almost lost her mind, I can't imagine having five babies.  One would think adding an extra here or there would matter much, but it does.

It seems like my work is never done.  As soon as they have all been fed, changed, and given enough attention, I have to start the whole vicious cycle over again.

Julianne tries her best to help, but I'm stubborn.  

JULIANNE: Where do you need me Mom?

BONNIE: Oh, I got this honey...just go relax.

JULIANNE: Number 1, no you do not have this.  I can smell that at least one of them has a dirty diaper and two are crying.

BONNIE: Yeah, but I really want to handle this myself.

JULIANNE: No offense, but that's insane.  Come on, let me help.

I really have no choice but to let her.  There are two of them screaming, one has a dirty diaper, and one has to be fed...and I only have two hands.

BONNIE: Okay, fine...I'm just going to go sit down...

I take Liberty and sit in the rocking chair to rest for a bit...and I think I go into a coma.

When I wake up, Liberty is crying and Julianne is gently taking her out of my arms.

When I walk back into my room, all the babies are gone.

BONNIE: Jules!  Where did they all go?

JULIANNE: Calm down Mom, follow me...

She has calmed Liberty and she is leading me into the living room.

Where she has set up four swings where each of the babies is sitting, blissfully pacified.

BONNIE: Oh wow...

JULIANNE: Right?

BONNIE: These swings...are...genius.

JULIANNE: I had Serge grab another one...so we've got them all covered.

BONNIE: Uh...okay...I'm gonna...

JULIANNE: Why don't you go take a nap?

BONNIE: Uh...yeah...nap...

I sleep peacefully for an undetermined amount of time...I obviously needed it.

Meanwhile, Polly has taken up painting.  She's an artistic soul and only feels complete if she is creating.

After awhile, the babies are ready for bed, so Julianne and Serge move them back into their cribs, which wakes me up, but I feel amazingly refreshed.

I scoop up Haylia and declare it to be their birthday!

I dress Haylia in red and she has her father's eyes and coloring, but looks a lot like me.

Rayn is next...she looks like her father but has my coloring and black hair, I am only guessing from my mother.  I put her in green.

Next up is Liberty.  She looks almost identical to Rayn but she has my hair and coloring.  She wears yellow.

Last up is Nellie with my hair color, her father's coloring, and my eyes.  Blue seems to be the best for her.

As soon as we get them all aged up, Serge reminds me that tonight is prom night for him and Julianne.

Of course I get them to strike a pose for the camera before they leave.  They are so gorgeous!  I highly recommend Everard genetics!

About an hour into their prom, Julianne texts me to say they won Prom Queen and Prom King.  I don't know why they choose a brother/sister pair, but whatever.

At home, I am stuck with an overly whiny Polanne because she wanted to go to prom too...

So I bribe her with cake, cookies, and having a friend over and she is happy.

After our little party, I read her her favorite story about Snow White and Rose Red.

Of course she falls right to sleep and I let her sleep in my bed.

Of course, I don't know who would want to sleep in my room.  I always have four screaming toddlers in it.

Liberty is always the first to wake up, and thankfully she isn't so loud she wakes up the rest of them right away.

It's difficult to split my time enough to even get their basic needs met, much less teaching them anything, but I manage.  I would hate for them to be the only kids in school unable to walk, talk, or use the bathroom.

Soon, it's Polanne's birthday and her only wish is to be big like Serge and Julianne, which makes it easy.  Nature can manage that one for me.

And it does just fine.  Of course I am annoyed when she insists on wearing her hair just like her Aunt Gia and when Gia sends her more clothes that probably cost more than this house, but what can I do?

She is definitely a beautiful young woman.

Gen. 2: Sometimes a Little Overreaction is a Good Thing

With all the threatening calls from Nico, I am afraid for myself and for Polly.  I keep having nightmares about him doing something terrible...not only to me but to my children.  I don't know what to do.

Of course Polly can tell I'm afraid.  Having just learned to talk, she tries to reassure me.

POLLY: Don't be scared Mommy.  

BONNIE: I'm not sweetie...but I think we should go for a walk...what do you say?

POLLY: Yay!  Walk!

Usually for her that means she's being either carried or pushed around in a stroller, but what's the difference?

My first instinct tells me to go to Brendan.  Maybe he can help me figure out what to do.

BRENDAN: I'm excited that you thought of me, but honestly babe, I think being here is probably the worst place you could be.  They know we're dating.  If they're looking for you, this is the obvious place.

BONNIE: What do you suggest I do then?

That last line was a bit shrill, but I can't help it.  I am feeling more and more desperate and afraid.  I don't even want to take Polly out of my sight, not to mention my other children.

BRENDAN: The best thing you can do is just go home, make sure all your kids are safe...and just be careful.

Yeah, thanks, that sounds like great advice.  Not.

Regardless, I don't see that I have any other options, so I just head home.

Normal for us is more birthdays, so Serge & Julianna age up.

Serge looks a lot like me and is very popular with the girls.

Julianna is pretty and popular.  Just another example of the good Reed & Everard genes!

In the spirit of continuing on with life and acting like everything is normal, I decide it's time to find another baby daddy.  Of course, I wouldn't dream of leaving Polly with a sitter, so she's coming with me.

BONNIE: What do you say about getting you some little brothers or sisters, Polly?

POLLY: I'm Mommy's baby...

BONNIE: I know you are sweetie...

Okay, maybe this isn't her idea of a good time, but I don't have any other option.

I decide to be neighborly and go across the street to visit.  Maybe there will be a cute bachelor living there...

...but instead, the only person I meet is a woman that is obviously having a bad hair and makeup day...*gulp*

Yeah, I don't really want to bother her.  Let's get out of here.

As I head home, I get a phone call.

BONNIE: Hello?

VOICE: Hi...is this Bonnie Reed?  Daughter of Hadley Reed?

BONNIE: Um...yes...

VOICE: Oh, hi!  My name is Christy Quinn...you might not know me...

BONNIE: Christy Quinn?  Really!?  Of course I know you!  *inner girly sqeal!*

CHRISTY: *nervous laughter* Oh...well...um...

BONNIE: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable...but you're, like...baby challenge royalty.

CHRISTY: Um, thanks?

BONNIE: Okay, I'm sorry, I'll stop geeking out...what can I do for you?

CHRISTY: I was actually thinking I could do something for you.  I have a friend of mine visiting Lucky Palms and he's very interested in being a part of some baby challenges...and I was wondering if you wouldn't like to use him?

BONNIE: Really?  Sure!  I actually need a new baby daddy...

CHRISTY: Great, well let me tell you about him...

Her friend's name is Judd Barnette and she tells me he's a hottie.  I make plans to meet him later today.  I also call the local hospital to see if they can do another insemination for me.  So that's taken care of.

It's almost time for the kids to get home from school, so I take Polly to the park next to the school for a bit.

Even with all the playground equipment, she is mostly fascinated by her hand.  Hmph.  Oh well, either way I start swinging while she practices counting.  She is so smart.

When school gets out, Serge sees us.

SERGE: Hey Polly!

POLLY: Serge!  Serge!  Watch!  I can count to five!  1...2...3...5!

SERGE: Way to go!  What happened to 4?

POLLY: It got lost...

Serge and Polly are having so much fun, I almost hate to break it up, but I have to go meet Judd...

BONNIE: Are you ready to go Polly?

She hugs tighter to her brother.

POLLY: No!  I wanna stay with brudder!

SERGE: Yeah, I can take care of her Mom.

BONNIE: No, I want her to go with me.

SERGE: Mom, that's crazy.  What's she going to do when you're in your appointment?  She'll be bored.

BONNIE: I'm sorry, that's just the way things have to be.

SERGE: Come on, I won't let anything happen to her.

BONNIE: I know....but...

POLLY: Please Mommy, please!

Looking at my children, I start thinking maybe everything will be okay.

BONNIE: Okay, but keep an eye out.  If anyone else, I mean ANYONE else comes into the park, I want you to take her home.

SERGE: Okay Mom...geez.

BONNIE: And I only want you all to spend an hour here tops.

SERGE: Okay...

BONNIE: I expect you to be home when I get there...clear?

SERGE: Clear as mud...

BONNIE: Don't be a smart ass.

SERGE: Okay...get out of here!  We'll be fine.

BONNIE: Okay...

Ugh.  Kids.

I quickly head to the theater where I planned to meet Judd.

Christy was right.  He is really cute.

I try not to be rude, but I want to speed this up, so we head right to the hospital.  Thank goodness he already knows the ins and outs of the baby challenge thing.

When I get home, I see Rione, but no Serge...and no Polly.

BONNIE: Ri...where's your brother and sister?

RIONE: You're gonna have to narrow that...which ones?

BONNIE: Serge and Polly...

RIONE: Oh...haven't seen Serge since we got out of school...why?

I lump forms in my throat as I run out the door.

I get back to the park and it's empty.

They're not here...

Panic starts to set in quickly.

Oh Lord, what have I done?

Gen. 2: Babies 51 & 52: Another Set of Twins!

With Rione and Adovie content in their swings, I start to head back to sleep, but Rieba, Adara, and Emeri are awake...oh well, guess it's no sleep for me...

So I get them in their chairs for some breakfast, and just as they finish up, Niyah comes downstairs.

BONNIE: There's my favorite daughter!

NIYAH: Uh-huh...what do you want, Mom?

BONNIE: Since you asked, how about helping me with your sisters today?

NIYAH: Hmph...okay, fine.

BONNIE: Don't sound too excited about it...

NIYAH: Oh don't worry, I won't.

Who could say no to these adorable faces?

She really just keeps them entertained while I work with the others on their skills.

Emeri is the last to learn to walk, but she learns quickly, thank goodness!

Time to age these little terrors up!

Rieba is a little drama queen and a bit of a fashionista.  She loves this hat.

Adara is the quietest, which is funny considering she was the loudest.

Emeri is the sweetest.

But of course, the girls are already fighting.  While Adara is quiet, she has a temper on her.  Ugh, I guess she gets it from her grandmother and great-grandfather.

I am about fed up with babies and screaming children when I get a call from Jesse Everard to come over to the house he is staying at for a party.

Of course while I'm there, we talk about him being the next father in my challenge.

We get down to business, despite the creeper watching us...ugh, well, I guess she got a show.

After hearing a lullaby, I am free to enjoy the rest of the party.

I have a good time with the few people that are there, and then I head home.

The next day, it's time to age up Rione and Adovie.

Rione is a carbon copy of his father.  I hope he's smart and less annoying.

Adovie looks a whole lot like her father too, but she might have a bit of my eyes.

After I age Rione and Adovie up, I get a call from Brendan asking to come over.

BONNIE: Sure!  I'll meet you at the gate!

Of course, when he gets here, he has bad news.

BRENDAN: I wanted to tell you that I'm going to have to go back to Lucky Palms...

BONNIE: What?  When?

BRENDAN: Soon...look, the offer still stands to have you come out..see what you think about it...maybe you'll like it...

BONNIE: I don't know...

I let him in to hang out and he doesn't stop pestering me...of course, he has great skills of persuasion...

BRENDAN: You know, you would have an amazing time in Lucky Palms...

*kiss, kiss, neck*  Ahhh!

BONNIE: I'm sure I would...

BONNIE: You aren't going to accept no for an answer, are you?

BRENDAN: Probably not...

BONNIE: Okay, but not until after I'm done with this pregnancy.

He agrees to this and we say our goodbyes...after a little more persuasion techniques...*hehe*

My pregnancy progresses much like any other pregnancy, and before I can say, "Pass the Epidural" I go into labor.

Ahhhh!  It's gonna be another big one!

Meet Baby 51: Serge Reed, a little boy.

and Baby 51: Julianna Reed