Wake-Up Call

Dale and I brought home two little baby girls from the hospital. First born of the two was Mika who was born with the  Clumsy and Heavy Sleeper traits.

Followed by her twin Eliya who received the Loves the Outdoors and Athletic traits.

The twins settled in quickly, they both really enjoyed playing with the activities table.

The red blocks seemed to be their absolute favourite and I never saw either of them playing with any other colour.

With the twins happily playing upstairs, Grandma told me she had some birthday cakes organised downstairs.

I had known Jaem was ready to become a young adult but the second cake confused me.

“It’s mine”, Lindsay informed me, when she noticed my confusion.

“Yours?”

“Mhmm. mine. It’s been a long time coming don’t you think?”

“I ….?”,  I was stunned. I hadn’t really paid much attention to my grandmothers aging before. I knew that she now was… but she hadn’t for so long that I had always taken her youth for granted.

“Time for some cake”, she told me patting my cheek before she moved away.

She walked over to Jaem and gave him a hug.

“I think it’s time for the both of us to get a little older, don’t you think?, Lindsay asked her great-grandson.

With Dale beside me, we all celebrated. Cheering and clapping and generally making too much noise. I wasn’t really in a cheering mood but I plastered a smile on my face and cheered. I’m sure I wasn’t fooling anyone.

It was something that I wasn’t prepared for, since when did my grandmother actually look like one? Until that moment I had never really thought of the possibility of losing her.

Still, I thought she looked wonderful.

Jaem aged up into a handsome young adult complete with a leaf beard. He received the dramatic trait for his final trait.

The quads arrived home from school shortly after the birthdays were completed.

After enjoying  some birthday cake they all immediately sat down and started on their homework. Neither Iselle or Ryne seemed to be finding it an easy activity.

I’ll admit that my grandmother’s birthday had upset me. I ended up spending the afternoon in the rec area drawing trying to take my mind of the days events.

It was bad enough when the children aged up into young adults ready to leave the house. I was going to miss having Jaem in the house, but I knew I would still be able to see him. To visit him if I needed or wanted to.

It was somehow worse when my grandmother aged up to an elder, she had been my the one constant in my life since childhood and suddenly she was aging.

Dale helped out by keeping the kids busy for most of the afternoon while still managing to be close by just in case I needed him.

I found the kids play and chatter soothing but I didn’t feel up to participating in their fun.

Dale finally stopped me in the kitchen to talk to me.

“Are you okay?”, he asked, his eyes full of concern.

I nodded, not trusting myself to say more. Dale pulled me into his arms and kissed me.

“Are you ready?”Dale asked when he pulled away, “Jaem is waiting for you in the lounge room”

“Yes” I said, taking Dale’s hand and walking towards the front room.

Jaem was waiting for me. I was going to miss him, he was certainly one of the most unusual of all my children. I remembered waiting for him to grow and how often he had surprised me even in a household as crazy as ours had been recently.

I gave him a final hug, and then it was time for him to go. As expected he was moving in with Malevin, I wasn’t sure how Aisling was going to react to that but the two boys had sure sounded excited about it.

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6 thoughts on “Wake-Up Call

  1. angelbearpuppy

    Great

  2. angelbearpuppy

    chapter. Somehow I accidently hit enter. Anyways I like how it was written

    • Lol, I hate that. I usually get a comment all typed and then I somehow always manage to delete it 😉 and thankyou!

      • angelbearpuppy

        Your Welcome, I have had that happen to me before. Not fun

  3. Lindsay makes a lovely elder. I like your aging twist to the story.

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