Arianna and Aryan are the sweetest, my cutie pie. I finally got my mini me in Arianna even though Aryan turned out to look like his dad also. Ahmad's genes are so strong. He keeps beating me to it. It's unfair. These twins are like the exact opposite of the first two. Arianna is like a mini dove unlike our mama Iman. She's such a sweetheart, she hardly cries. She's way calm and enjoys her piece while daddy Aryan... I don't need to talk. I already know my nigga is a fighter, I'm sure he's the one doing all the kicking in me all this while.
Talk of the angel, I heard his cries fill the room. He hates being alone. Seeing his sister by his side calms him a bit sometimes but now she's not even there so I understand why the cries is this high. I carried his sister and placed her on my shoulders trying to bump her. I moved closer to while rocking his sister.
"Awww my cutest bubba is awake.. my cutie boo boo... awww" I cooed smiling down at him. He stopped crying and was looking at me. He stared as I rocked his sister still making a fuss, he wasn't yelling but it's obvious he's still crying. I need to make sure I bump Arianna before placing her down so she doesn't choke on her food. Just immediately she bump and I couldn't be more grateful because Bubba is starting to be one impatient. I placed her in her crib, put the pacifier in her mouth before picking up Aryan. I moved to the chair and weigh my breast. I felt my left one was more heavier since his sister just suckled on the right one. I placed him on my hand properly and feed him quietly humming to him. After he was done. I bumped him also.
I strapped Aryan to my back while I carried his sister and headed to their elder siblings room. I still haven't changed their room. I decided against it. Iman can't sleep alone so I decided to let them be together for a few years more. I got into their room, placed Arianna on the bed and start packing their bags.
All the kids would be staying with Mami this weekend. It's a constant thing in the family. All the grand children would spend a weekend with Mami. This time, the younger twins would be joining. Mami claims they are old enough to stay and the maids would be with them also. She claims I need time for myself and tgis would actually be the first time I'd be with my babies for so long. Fortunately for me, I wasn't on exclusive breastfeeding. Even if I wished for it, it's not possible, I don't have the strength to feed two babies breast milk exclusively, when it's not like I want to die.
I already packed the bags for the younger twins earlier today. In no time, I packed few but enough clothes for the older twins. I checked the time and saw the twins would return from school in less than an hour. I head out of the room, checked with Ola go see what she prepared for the kids and she made them some sweet potato and scrambled eggs like I instructed. I asked Esther to get her bag ready also as we would be leaving shortly.
The twins arrived already, they showered, changed, ate and did their homework. It was time to drop them off at their grandmother's . I'm also trying to be fast because Khalifa had planned a date for us tonight.
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IMPERFECTION (AN INTERCULTURAL LOVE STORY )
RomanceImperfection is the story of Anuoluwapo.A young energetic Yoruba lady who is full of life, she's independent, high spirited fun to be with and beautiful. She attended her bestfriend's wedding in Abuja where she meets Ahmed Khalifa. A young, Handsom...
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