Chapter Three.

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Dinah's POV

"Mama," I heard Carson whining. I groaned and opened my eyes. I wasn't feeling well, but I had to put my babies first. I looked at the door to see the little one crying with his finger in his mouth. I motioned for him to come to me and he ran over to me. I picked him up and put him on my lap. He was burning up. I took of his shirt and his pants and turned the fan next to me on low. His face was pale and his eyes were puffy and red.

"Mama," I heard Neveah whine. She ran into my room and jumped in the bed. She looked just as sick as Carson. I took off her shirt and pants and laid her on the other side of my chest.

"How about we all take a nice warm bubble bath and we call mommy to take care of us?" I asked and they nodded. I laid them down on the bed and walked over to the bathroom. I ran some water, added bubbles and hypoallergenic bath bomb because they loved them. I got the medicine out of the cabinet and took mine while cringing at the taste. I poured theirs into the little measuring cup and set it on the stool next to the tub. I stripped out of my clothes and got in.

"Neveah. Carson. Come here, babies," I said. I heard Neveah getting about of the bed and saw her helping Carson get out of the bed carefully. They both came into the bathroom with pouts.

They didn't put up a fight with taking the medicine, so that was great. I had to help Carson of course. I helped them into the tub and they immediately cuddled up to me.

"Mama, what's 'his line on your tummy?" Neveah asked tracing the stretch mark with her little finger.

"It's called a stretch mark. When mama was pregnant with Carson, my tummy was huge and stretched out creating this mark."

" 'hat's freakin' dope, mama. It like a tiger."

"Mama doesn't really like them that much."

"Why not?"

"It's ugly, baby."

"No, it's rweally beautiful, mama ," she replied and kissed the stretch mark that was in the middle. I teared up because it made me feel a little better about my stretch marks.

"Thanks, baby," I said kissing the top of her head.

"You welcome, mama," she replied. I began to wash their bodies and then let them relax in the water a bit. I started to zone out, so I didn't hear Y/N come in the house or upstairs.

"There you guys are. I was knocking for like twenty minutes until I realized I still have a key. My three babies look sick," Y/N said kneeling down next to the tub. I slowly covered my stomach with my hands without Y/N noticing.

"Hi, mommy," Neveah said trying not to sneeze, but failed.

"Come on. Let's get you three out of the tub and into some comfy clothes," she said taking a towel out of the closet and wrapped it around Neveah. She did the same with carson.

"I'm gonna take a quick shower and then I'll be out," I replied blushing from embarrassment. I was naked, so she saw everything.

"Okay, beautiful. Hurry up," she said and took the children out of the bathroom in her arms. I drained the water out and turned the shower on. I let the hot water hit my body. I looked down at my stomach and started crying. My body was hideous. Don't get me wrong, I knew that they're from my beautiful babies, but they made me feel ugly and unattractive. I quickly washed my body twice and rinsed off. Grabbing a towel, I turned the water off, dried off and wrapped the towel around my body. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I walked out of the bathroom and dropped my towel. I put lotion on body and slipped into some boy shorts and a oversized shirt that came down to below my knees. I grabbed my phone and went downstairs to see Y/N on the sofa with the kids.

"Look mama is done with her shower. I'm gonna make us some chicken noodle soup now," she told the two, but they didn't budge.

"I can't hold both of you while I cook. I can only hold one," she added.

"I cuddle with mama. Her better anyways," Neveah said playfully sassy. I laughed and scooped her up, kissing her forehead.

"You can't even speak proper English."

"I 'peak gooder than you, so be gone," Neveah said shooing her away. My daughter was definitely a character. Y/N chuckled and went to the kitchen with a sleepy Carson in her arms. Neveah and I laid on the sofa and watched cartoons.

"Mama, look at 'pongebob," she said pointing at the yellow sponge. I was just admiring one of my beautiful creations with the help of Y/N.

"Mama, what you look at?" Neveah asked sitting up to look at me.

"I was looking at you. You're so beautiful and I love you so much," I said with a small smile on my face. She looked down and blushed.

"Tanks, mama. I wuv you more," she said pecking my lips an obnoxious amount of times. I tickled her sides and she started giggling. Y/N came in the living room and laid Carson down. My baby was knocked out snoring. Y/N came back with a tray that had two bottles, a glass of orange juice and a plastic cup with a lid.

"Here you go, my beautiful ladies," she said to us as she put the tray on the table. Neveah decided to sit on the carpet at the coffee table to eat. Y/N came back and we all sat there and ate our soup. Neveah finished and went to go lay next to Carson. Y/N put a blanket over the two and we finished eating. I put everything on the tray, got up and went to the kitchen to wash them. Y/N took the sponge out of my hand and started washing the dishes. I sat on the countertop and watched her. It didn't take her long to finish. She turned around and looked at me.

"Earlier when the kids and I were in the tub, Neveah asked me what was the line on my stomach. I told her it was a stretch mark and explained to her how I got them. She said they were dope. I told her that I didn't like them and that they were ugly. She told me that they were really beautiful and I almost cried," I told her.

"That's why you covered stomach when I came into the bathroom?" Y/N asked while drying her hands and I nodded.

"I didn't want you to see my stretch marks. They make me feel ugly and unattractive," I replied. She walked over to me and made me stand up. She raised my shirt up to underneath my chest.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"These stretch marks are from you holding our beautiful children inside. You went through all that pain and gave birth to possibly the most gorgeous children on this planet. Your stretch marks are beautiful just like Neveah said, okay?"

I nodded. She bent down and planted loving, soft kisses on the stretch marks. I couldn't do anything, but tear up. It was the first time she had seen them ever. I always hid them, fearing that she'd hate them just as much as I did. Y/N snapped me out of my thoughts by cupping my face with her hands.

"Everything about you is beautiful.. don't forget that," she told me. We just stared into each other's eyes. Our foreheads were already touching, she leaned in and kissed me. It wasn't rushed. It was perfect. Just like her. I kissed back. It was like I was walking on air. My arms found their own way around her neck as the kiss progressed into a make out session. We pulled away breathless, with swollen lips and pounding hearts. All the feelings were back and they were there to stay. I just didn't know how to tell her.

Sorry for any grammatical errors.

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