Idea by @CBClay
"And there's your baby!" The doctor said as she found the sweet spot in Chloe's stomach.
"Oh my God!" Chloe squealed. "There she is, Becs!"
"Oh my God..." Beca uttered, tears forming in her eyes. "That's our little girl..."
"It is!"
"I'm so proud of you..." Beca kissed Chloe's hand as she continued to stare at the ultrasound monitor.
"Oh," the doctor said, which caught the attention of both mothers immediately.
"Oh, what?" Beca probed.
"Let me just adjust this here..." The doctor moved the tool on Chloe's stomach, shifting away from the image of Beca and Chloe's baby. "Oh... oh, wow."
"Oh, wow what, dude?" Beca snapped.
"Beca," Chloe warned calmly, squeezing her wife's hand in reassurance.
Beca pursed her lips and kept her mouth shut for the sake of her wife. If it wasn't obvious already, Beca was VERY protective over her pregnant wife.
"Is everything okay, doctor?" Chloe asked.
"Yes, it's just... it looks like your little one isn't alone in there."
"She's not?"
"No,"
"Twins?"
"No," she chuckled. "Congratulations, Mrs Mitchell, you've got triplets!"
Beca's mouth dropped open. "T, t, triplets?"
"Are you sure?" Chloe asked.
"Quite. If you look on the monitor here, you can see these three little blips here..." The doctor pointed them out to Beca and Chloe who couldn't believe it.
"How is that even possible?" Beca questioned.
"Well, it's rather complicated but to put it simply, your DNA was able to fertilise three eggs instead of just one."
"Even though we did it through IVF?"
"It's extremely rare but it happens and here you are with three babies on the way."
Chloe laughed at the sight of her wife. Beca's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of her head.
"You've got some strong swimmers there, babe," Chloe teased, rubbing Beca's arm.
"What can I say? They see something good and they go for it."
Chloe giggled and kissed her wife's hand.
"I'll print you out a copy of the ultrasound," the doctor said, wiping the gel off of Chloe's belly and turning off the machine.
"Thank you, doctor," Chloe smiled.
"You're welcome. I'll be back in a minute." The doctor smiled then left the room, allowing Chloe to finished cleaning her stomach.
"Three kids..." Beca uttered, sitting back in her seat.
"Are you okay with that?"
"I guess I have to be."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, it's not like we can do anything about it."
"You're not really filling me with confidence here, Becs. Do you not want three kids?"
"It's not that I don't want them, it's just I didn't expect them to all come at once. I wanted to ease into motherhood and get used to having a kid running around before we decide if we want more but now I won't get a choice. I'll be forced into looking after three kids and if I screw one kid up, I'll screw the other kids up, too!"
Chloe could tell that her wife was getting stressed the more she spoke so the redhead knew it was time to intervene and calm Beca down.
"Babe," Chloe sat up and grabbed the woman's hands. "I know you're scared but it's okay. We'll get through this together. Yes, three kids are going to be a handful and a bit but we can do it. I'll be with you the entire time and I know you'll be with me, too. We've got this, babe."
Beca nodded. "I'm sorry, Chloe. It's just... I really don't want to be like my mother and I don't want to put my kids through what I went through."
"You won't be like her, Becs. You're nothing like her now. If I had one slither of a doubt that you wouldn't be a good mother then I wouldn't have suggested that we have kids but I never got that feeling. If you weren't ready to be a mother then you wouldn't have proposed to me and agreed to have a family with me. I saw in your eyes on our wedding day that you were prepared to have kids and love them just as much as you love me. You're going to be a terrific mother, Becs, you just need to trust yourself."
Beca had no idea how Chloe managed to say the right thing every time she was stressed. The brunette still couldn't believe that she was married to Chloe Beale, who was now Chloe Mitchell. Putting that platinum band on Chloe's finger was the best feeling in Beca's life and sealing the deal with a kiss was even better. Chloe was the best decision in Beca's life and knowing that she had Chloe by her side, she knew that everything was going to be okay.
"Alright," Beca nodded. "I'll do my best."
"That's all you can do, babe, and that's all I want from you as well. You're going to be a great mama."
Beca smiled at the name. "Yeah?"
"Yeah," Chloe leaned in and gave her wife a comforting peck.
"So... Three little nuggets, huh?"
"Yep."
"Let's hope they all look and act like you because if not, we're screwed."
"I want at least one girl to look like you."
"She can look like me, she just can't act like me."
"You saying something about yourself there, Becs?" Chloe teased.
"I'm just saying that two people of the same personality clash and it's not like I see her at work and come home. No, I come home to her and I'll be stuck with her for the rest of my life."
Chloe giggled before kissing the woman again. "You're going to be a great mama."
Beca sighed. "I hope so."
~
Seven months into Chloe's pregnancy and things were going well around the Mitchell household. The women had prepared for their daughters by setting up the nursery for them and making sure they had three of everything. They stocked up on baby products as if companies were going to stop making them and they made sure they had what they needed to baby-proof the house when their girls arrived. Beca was by Chloe's side every step of the way. She was amazing with the redhead. She went to birthing classes, cooked dinner regularly, cleaned, and much more. Beca was just on top of everything and Chloe loved it but she also didn't want to feel completely useless.
Even though things were going well in regards to preparing for the arrival of her daughters, physically being pregnant was quite hard on Chloe. Because she was growing three lives inside her, Chloe's belly was huge. At first, it wasn't so bad but when Chloe kept getting bigger and bigger, she began to get a little self-conscious about her stomach. Her size superseded every pregnant woman she had ever come across and the constant staring from strangers took its toll on the redhead to the point where she was reluctant to go out anywhere. It broke Beca's heart whenever her wife would feel that way about herself and Beca did everything in her power to change her wife's thinking but it was easier said than done.
"Come on, babe, you love the beach," Beca said.
"No, I don't want to go."
Beca was trying to get Chloe out of the house since the redhead hadn't left in weeks, which wasn't good.
"Chlo, it's just the beach. We'll have dinner on the beach then go for a walk together. There will hardly be anyone there."
"I don't want to go, Beca."
Beca sighed then sat next to her wife who was on the couch in her pjyamas eating popcorn and watching some drama TV series.
"What can I do, babe?" Beca offered. "You haven't been out of the house in weeks."
"You can't do anything. I'm huge, Beca. HUGE. I'm only going to get bigger and I don't know how I'll cope. My back kills constantly, my feet are sore, my morning sickness is an absolute bitch, my cravings are ridiculous, and my mood changes in the blink of an eye! I feel gross all the time and I HATE it when people stare at me. I know I'm big but there's no need to stare and make comments."
"Who cares what they think, Chlo?"
"That's easy for you to say. It feels like forever since I had a flat stomach."
"Come on, baby,"
"No," Chloe shook her head. "I know you're grossed out by me, Beca, so you don't need to pretend that you're not."
"W, what?"
"You're grossed out by me."
"Why would you say that?" She frowned.
"Because we haven't had sex in months. You don't come near me anymore, especially now that I'm the size of a whale and I get it, I do."
"Chloe... I..."
"It's fine. You don't need to explain. I wouldn't go near me either."
"No, Chloe, that's not it at all."
"Then what is it?"
"I've been really busy with work and you and preparing for the girls... I do so much every day by the end of it I'm exhausted and... Chlo, I know you might not think it but you push me away sometimes."
"Push you away?"
"Yeah. I try to do things for you and with you but you say no. I offered to go to the movies with you the other day and you said no. I offer to take you out to a quiet dinner and you say no. I offer a lot of things like that and you say no and if you say no to the things that you love then what chance would I have coming onto you?"
Chloe looked at her wife and saw the sincerity in her eyes. "Have I really done that?"
"Yeah," Beca nodded, not wanting to agree since she didn't want to hurt her wife. "Chlo," Beca took Chloe's hands. "I love having sex with you and I don't care how big you are. You're still my amazing wife who I fell in love with. I fell in love with your heart, not your looks, even though your looks were a bonus."
Chloe breathed a laugh as did Beca.
"I miss not doing stuff with you, babe. We were once really close and now I can't help but think that we're drifting away from one another."
Chloe's heart broke at the statement. "Oh, Becs," Chloe paused the TV. "I'm so sorry. I had no idea. It's just... being pregnant isn't easy and I didn't think you wanted to be with me because I've been so crazy lately. I feel gross all the time and all I want is for these kids to get out of me."
"You're not gross, babe. You're beautiful and you'll always be beautiful."
"Yeah?" Chloe smiled, biting down on her lip the way she knew drove Beca crazy.
"Yeah. Now come here."
Chloe giggled then leaned forward and gave her wife a kiss, which turned into an intense makeout session. The two women hadn't kissed like this in ages and they could both feel the high level of sexual tension between them.
"If I knew I wasn't going to crush you, I'd get on top," Chloe breathed.
"God, Chlo... You have no idea how pent up I am and you're talking about being on top?"
Chloe giggled. "Did you want to fix that?"
"More than anything..."
"Come on then." Chloe went to get up but her belly wouldn't allow her. "Babe,"
"I've got it," Beca chuckled then stood and pulled her wife up.
"Thank you."
"No worries."
"Now, let's go,"
"Lead the way, Mrs M."
Chloe giggled then took Beca's hand and led her into their bedroom.
~
Chloe got her wish eventually. The redhead went into labour and gave birth to three beautiful and healthy girls. The first was Ella who was a splitting image of Chloe. The second was Addison who looked exactly like Beca. The third and last child was Piper who shared equal amounts of traits from both mothers. She had brown hair but had bright blue eyes and she was beautiful. Having a house full of toddlers was interesting for the mothers. They would see one child do something and watch the other two follow. Thankfully, Ella was the eldest and was a good influence on the other two, however, Addison was quite the little rebel and also had a strong influence, especially over young Piper who was trying to fit in with her two older sisters.
Beca and Chloe had their good days and their bad days and today happened to be a bad day. The girls were fighting about sharing toys, Chloe was sick with the flu, and Beca was behind on her new album. The house was in chaos and Chloe was trying to sort her girls out but they were completely ignoring their mother and that's when Chloe gave up and stormed into Beca's home office.
"Beca Mitchell!" Chloe exclaimed, making the brunette jump.
"Shit," Beca ripped her headphones off and looked at her wife whose chest was heaving.
Beca wasn't afraid of much but an angry and sick wife was something Beca was TERRIFIED of.
"Yes, dear?" Beca asked sweetly.
"Don't yes dear me! Your daughters are causing havoc downstairs and I can't take it anymore! I'm sick and I need to rest! Get your ass out of this room and deal with your kids!"
Beca leapt to her feet at her wife's tone and left her office without question. The last thing Beca wanted was to get on the bad side of her wife and when Chloe was sick, no one dared to cross her, not even fearless, badass Beca Mitchell.
"Alright, enough!" Beca yelled at her daughters who were fighting over a plush dog toy.
Unfortunately, the girls ignored their mama and kept fighting.
"I said enough!" Beca snapped, causing the girls to jump and drop the toy on the floor. "What at you arguing about?"
The girls all spoke over each other trying to tell their mama what happened and tried to blame it on the others but Beca wasn't having it.
"Enough!" Beca cut them off. "You're all in trouble. You know better than this. Your mother and I didn't raise you to be this way. So you're all getting a time out now let's go."
Beca grabbed Ella's hand and took her into the dining room, Addison in the living room, and Piper to the bottom of the steps. She gave each girl strict instructions not to move or speak until Beca came and spoke to them as well as telling them that their toy was confiscated and they wouldn't get it back until they learnt to share. Beca was the more stringent parent out of the two and each girl hated getting in trouble with their mama.
"My God..." Beca sighed, flopping on the couch next to her wife. "They're animals. Pure animals. What the Hell was that about anyway?"
"Addison had the toy but Piper wanted it and Addi wouldn't share so Ella tried to get Addi to share and, well, you can guess how Addi reacted to that."
"Yeah, I can..." Beca rubbed her face. "Don't say it."
"Say what?"
"How much Addi is like me because I know."
Chloe giggled. "That's not always a bad thing you know?"
"I know but it's more bad than good. She's a stubborn little shit with a serious attitude problem."
"Just like her mama..."
Beca looked at her wife and laughed. "I still don't understand why you agreed to go out with me and more so, marry me."
"Because even though you're stubborn, rude, careless, selfish, and arrogant, you're still my badass little munchkin who's a big softie."
Beca laughed as did Chloe. "Thanks, babe."
"You're welcome. Now," Chloe tapped Beca's leg. "Go and deal with your daughters."
"My daughters?"
"Yes, when they misbehave they're yours."
"Of course," Beca chuckled then stood and made her way to the dining room.
~
Today was the girl's very first day of preschool and Chloe went overboard as always. She packed them a big lunch and made sure they had nice clothes on but not their good clothes since she knew they were going to get messy when they played and did arts and crafts. Beca was excited for their girls to start preschool. It was the first step in their little lives and Beca was so proud of them. Chloe was proud, too, and she was excited as well but she didn't want them to go since they were her babies and they were growing up - something a mother never wants to happen.
"Babe, you've got to let them go now," Beca said as she and Chloe were dropping their girls off.
"Just a little longer..." Chloe said, holding all of her girls in her arms.
"You've been holding them like this for five minutes and we're starting to get concerned looks from the teachers."
"Oh, let them look. My girls are starting their first day of preschool! They're growing up, Becs!"
"Well, they won't grow up if you smother them with your hugs."
All of the girls were squished together in their mother's embrace, trying to get comfortable but it just wasn't happening.
"Alright, time's up." Beca stepped in and pulled Chloe off of their daughters.
"We'll be fine, mommy," Ella told Chloe. "I'll look after them."
"I know you will, baby. I'm so proud of all you. I love you so much."
"We love you, too, mommy."
Chloe whimpered and teared up, making Beca roll her eyes.
"Okay, girls, say goodbye to mommy and mama so you can start your awesome first day," Beca told them cheerfully.
All of the girls gave their mother's hugs and kisses before Beca signalled the teacher to come and collect the girls.
"Oh, Becs," Chloe sniffed, hugging her wife's arm as she watched her girls walk off and mingle with the other kids. "They're growing up."
"Yeah, I know." Beca watched her girls sit with a bunch of kids and play with them and she couldn't help but get a little teary herself. "Alright, let's get out of here so they can have fun."
"Aww! Becs!"
"What?"
"You're tearing up!"
"No, I'm not," Beca frowned, quickly wiping her eyes. "It's just some dust in my eye. Let's go now."
Chloe pouted playfully then gave her wife a kiss. "You big softie."
"I'm no softie, Mitchell."
"Sure, sure..." Chloe kissed her wife's cheek as they walked out of the school and into the carpark.
Beca would have never admitted it but she truly was a softie for her wife and girls. Even though life was hectic, Beca wouldn't have changed it for the world.