Claiming her babies

Monica’s POV

It’s been one week of a little peace and quietness and also a week since I and Nicholas came back from our vacation.

I’ve been trying to balance my time with the kids and Nicholas and I must say, it hasn’t been easy.

I’m just happy that Aunt Ella sometimes comes around and takes the kids with her for a few hours.

Kids are under a lot of stress. I don’t know how people cope with five, six, or even seven kids because I’m even finding it difficult to cope with two, not to talk of seven kids.

I wore Mason his diaper and his clothes and as soon I was done with wearing Mason’s clothes, I proceeded to wear Macy’s diapers and her clothes.

Today was the kids’ check-up day and I was supposed to be at the hospital an hour ago but overslept.

Luckily for me, the appointment can be rescheduled and I had already spoken with doctor Helen about setting another appointment.

I made sure the kids’ extra diapers, toys, water, and four feeding bottles were in my diaper bag.

After making sure everything was complete in the diaper bag, I took up my phone and dialed Collins’s number

“Please get the car ready. I and the twins would need a ride to the hospital” I said after he picked up on the first ring.

“All right ma’am but which of the cars would you like to go with today?”

“Just take the simplest of them all. I don’t want any attention” I replied then removed the phone from my ears and hung up. I instantly took off my clothes and rushed to go take a shower. I wore blue jeans with a medium size T-shirt and I packed my hair in a neat bun. Carrying the kids in both hands with one of the maids Carrying the diaper bag behind me, I proceeded to take the stairs, and in no time, I was in front of the car.

“Monica” I heard my name and turning to my right, I saw Ethan holding a bouquet of red rose flowers in his hand as he walked towards me with a broad smile on his face.

“What do you want?” I asked coldly, not willing to listen to the rubbish that came here to say.

“I just came to see you. I missed you” he said, wearing a pleasant smile on his lips “Here I brought you these” he added, stretching the red rose bouquet he came along with.

“I don’t want it. Take it back to where you bought it from” I said coldly as I placed Macy in the back seat of her little crib.

“Please Monica, accept my gift” he uttered, his voice calm and dropping gradually so I just took the red rose bouquet from his hand and I could see his smile returning to his face.

“collins” I called my driver

“Yes ma’am,” he said, running to stand by my side.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” I asked and he stared at me in shock but only for a second.

“Yes ma’am” he responded.

“Good then please give this to her and tell her it’s from you,” I said, handing over the bouquet to him.

“Okay, ma’am. Thank you ma’am” he said and took the bouquet as he placed it on his seat.

Ignoring Ethan’s pained and shocked look, I walked around the car and placed Mason in his crib, tucking him in carefully in the back seat.

Making sure both my babies were tucked in properly, I closed the car door and proceeded to enter the passenger seat.

The door was already opened by Collins so I just slid in and the passenger door was closed after me.

Collins came around and started the engine and together, we headed to the hospital, leaving Ethan standing there like a lost moron. He doesn’t want to stay away so I was going to drive him away. We soon arrived at the hospital and I stepped down from the car, carrying Mason in my hand while Collins carried Macy in his hand and the diaper bag in the other hand.

I walked straight to the doctor’s Helen office and waited for about five minutes before she came. “Good to see you again Mrs Monica”

As soon as she arrived, Collins went out of the office and waited outside the door.

“How are you, Helen?”

“I’m fine and I know you’re good considering how you’re glowing ma’am” she commented.

“Thank you” I replied.

“Let’s start shall we,” she said as she wore hand gloves and took out an injection that was going to be used on the kids. “Who should we start with first, Macy or Mason?”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Let’s start with Macy,” I said. “The kids are healthy and all their vaccinations have been taken. Thank you for bringing them, Mrs Monica”

“There’s no need to thank me. Vaccinations are important and they must take it now they’re young” I responded while trying to calm Macy whose eyes were closed but her mouth was wide open as she cried.

“What about you Mrs Monica? Aren’t you going to also do a check-up?” Doctor Helen asked and just as I was about to give a negative answer, I remembered that I’d been having strange symptoms recently.

“On the contrary, I think I will,” I said. “These days I have memory loss and sometimes, I often see myself in places that I don’t remember going to” I added and Doctor Helen gave me a strange look.

“Look I know I sound crazy but this has been happening for some months now but I just ignored it and thought it was me overthinking things. The thing now is I sometimes forget where I keep my phone or even forget I had said something before and I know for a fact that this isn’t something I should take lightly”

I explained to Doctor Helen who already had a note and pen in her hands as she jotted down some things.

“Mrs. Monica, we need to carry out some tests, and sorry to say this but the kids can’t come with you,” she said. The creaking sound of the door made me turn my head as my gaze landed on Doctor Helen who walked into the office.

There was something about her expression that held sadness. She refused to look at me even when I was looking at her

“Is everything okay?” I asked, my heart racing in fear.

“Mrs Monica I have bad news,” she said then sighed as she took her seat and removed her glasses.

“Bad news?” I repeated, my emotions a mix of panic, confusion, and fear

“We found something in your brain and I’m afraid it’s the reason why you’ve been having memory loss and finding yourself in places you don’t remember going to” Doctor Helen’s explanation only made my heart race in trepidation.

“What is it, doctor? You’re making me anxious” My voice trembled as I stared at the doctor in fear.

“You have a tumor in your brain and the worst part of this news is you don’t have enough time to live,” Doctor Helen said, her voice dropping slightly as she finally looked at me, her eyes flashing with pity.

“How long?” I asked, scared of the response I was about to get.

“You have just three months left ma’am”