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Trinity
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It wasn't long before we were back in the room that we had been in for the past week. The nurse that took me back to my room, which was Helen from the delivery room, got me set up with some pain medication that was calibrated specifically for someone with a shifter metabolism.
“I know that you are going to be tempted to breastfeed right away, Queen Trinity, but please do hold off. We do not want to let any of this medication get into their system. With your healing abilities, I am sure that you will be able to be weaned off of the medication sometime in the next few hours. For now though, we just want to make sure that you are doing OK and relaxing as much as possible.” She was checking over my incision and making sure that I was well taken care of as she explained all of that to me.
“But, they will be hungry.” I didn't like that I needed to wait to feed them and bond with them all.
“They will have formula for tonight, Queen Trinity. Do not worry about it too much. We will make sure that they are doing just fine.” She smiled at me reassuringly. “As, once you are settled, we can get them in here to see you.”
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“Yes, I would love to see them.” That was enough to chase away some of the sadness that I had been feeling. I just wanted to see my little ones. Especially my mystery girl. I didn't even know what to name her yet. I needed to spend time with her so that I could pick a name perfect for this little miracle girl.
After Helen left the room, four nurses came into the room almost immediately. And they were all pushing a bassinet with a baby in it. Jan, Reba, Will and May were the ones that brought my little ones in to see me.
“Oh my Goddess, I cannot believe this. Just look at it, Reece. We have four bassinets for four babies. Isn't that just unbelievable?” I was at a total loss for words after that. And judging by the goofy grin on Reece's face, he was just as much at a loss as I was.
“Which baby would you like to hold first, Queen Trinity?” May asked me as she stopped next to my bed.
“Well, considering that I told Reece that I will be holding them all before him, I think I should hold the boys first. I need to spend some time looking at my little girl so I will be reluctant to let her go. I didn't even know she was in there, so I have a lot of time to make up for it with her.” I still felt so guilty about that.
“Of course, Queen Trinity. I will hand you baby A, little Zachary. Perhaps holding them in birth order would be best.” I watched as she walked over to Jan and took a little blue wrapped bundle from the bassinet.
The baby looked so small. Compared to the twins and to Talia, these little ones were positively tiny.
“Why is he so little?” Reece didn't seem to be able to hold back. “Is there something wrong with him?”
“Not at all, King Reece. He was one of four babies that were in the womb at the same time. They are all smaller than the average baby because there was less room to grow.” I remember that Reagan and Rika both weighed around five pounds and that Talia weighed a little over seven pounds. If it was because there were so many babies in there, then I could just guess at how much these four weighed.
“How much did they all weigh?” I needed to know, so I decided to ask, and Jan was more than happy to answer for me.
“Zachary, baby A, was the biggest, he was three pounds and fifteen ounces. Zander, baby B, weighed three pounds thirteen ounces, he and Zayden, baby C, weighed the same. And as for baby D, the little girl, she weighed three pounds even. They are all similar lengths to newborn babies. All three boys were eighteen inches long, while baby D was sixteen inches long.”
“They are so little and tiny.” I was in awe as I listened to those numbers. “I can't believe that they were full term and still that little.
“They are smaller than most babies, yes, but they appear to be doing just fine.” Jan assured me.
I didn't let the numbers bother me. I just held my arms out to May as she approached me with my little baby boy.
“Would you like to hold Zander as well, Queen Trinity? Or just one little one at a time?” May was being very attentive and helpful at the moment.”
“Hmm, maybe both of them. I will need to get used to that as it is.” I couldn't take my eyes off of the little boy in my arms. He was so cute and so adorable.
I was looking at his soft, pure black hair that looked just like Reece's. His adorable little face was not as pudgy as most babies were. His thin little man's face already reminded me of Reece. The resemblance was definitely undeniable. And I knew that, if I were able to see his eyes, I would see that they looked like Reece's. Or they would when they got their true color.
While I stared into his face, May came closer to me with little Zander in her arms. She laid him in the crook of my right arm since Zachary was in the left. I was now looking at the two of them at the same time. There was no difference to be seen between them. They were completely identical. Every little line of their faces, the texture of their hair, even the number of eyelashes on their closed eyes. All of it looked the same.
I had known that there was no difference to be seen in them. I had seen them before and knew just how identical these three little boys were. And I also knew just how sweet they were going to be. They were good little kids, and perfect little gentlemen. At least they would be.
I kissed the boys on their tiny little faces as I snuggled them close to me. I inhaled their scents and memorized the way that they smelled. I would mostly just smell the diapers and the blankets they had wrapped around them, and those tiny little white shirts with the covered hands that they always put on newborn babies.
After a few minutes, I knew that Reece was most likely getting jealous that I was holding the babies and that he was missing out. I needed to be fair. I needed to share my babies with their daddy.
“Reece?” I called out to him softly. “Would daddy like to hold his new little boys?” I asked him, still not taking my eyes off of Zachary and Zander.
“You know that I would.” His voice clearly told me that there was a smile on his face. I couldn't see it, but I could hear the happiness that was in him.
“Here you are then, daddy.” I said, finally looking up at him to see that he was ready and waiting. He took Zachary first and nestled him in the bend of his arm and then came forward to get Zander next. He was easily able to hold them both, and he even knew how to manage two babies at once. He had the memories of Reagan and Rika to draw on for that.
Once I had my arms free of babies, I turned to look at May again.
“Can you hand me Zayden please. I want to hold my little girl by herself, so I will hold Zayden alone as well.”
“Certainly, Queen Trinity.” She nodded and immediately went to get the baby for me. I was ready when she came to hand him to me. My arms were out and waiting for him.
I snuggled Zayden like I did the other two. I looked into his face and admired how much he looked like Reece. They were going to be some very handsome boys when they got older. They were literally carbon copies of the sexiest man that I knew of. Looks like I will need to fight the ladies off with a stick when they grow up. Or the boys. They can have whatever kind of mate that they want, or that fate chooses for them.
I took a finger and lightly traced along Zayden's jaw and cheeks. I wanted to savor this moment for as long as I could. He was asleep through the whole process too, just like his brothers had been. They were already doing things alike.
OK, they were newborn babies. They were going to sleep all the time anyway. Still, it was so adorable to see that I couldn't tell the difference in them. That could be hard though. I would need to make sure that I completely memorized their scents. That would be the only way to tell them apart at times.
I could just see it now. They were going to be tricksters. Good boys, yes, but also tricksters. They were going to fool people and swap places from time to time. I wanted to make sure that I was never fooled by them. I might pretend when they were younger, but I would always know the truth. That was my goal as their mother. To always know which was which.
