There were two baby boy pictures in Bella’s journal now. On the plane ride home, she kept staring at them. Not that long before the girls were born, Bella certainly wasn’t a fan of babies. Now look at her. Mya was cradled in her lap, fast asleep while Eryn slept on her daddy’s chest. “You’re not thinking of having another one are you?” came Nathan’s voice.
Bella looked at him as though he was crazy for a moment, but then she noticed the teasing sparkle in his eyes. “I think we’ve got our hands full enough, not to mention our furry babies.” She smiled and looked at the picture of Andrew again. There was something almost magical about newborn babies. Perhaps it was the raw innocence, or maybe it was just the whole miracle of childbirth. This adorable little boy came out of Ada’s body. Just as Anthony came from Isa, and Mya and Eryn from Bella. No matter how many times she thought of it, despite the science behind the entire phenomena of birth, Bella was amazed. Bella voiced her thoughts to Nathan. “They’re like magical little beings.” She smiled sheepishly, knowing she sounded quite crazy. “You know… I look at our girls, at Ada’s son, and Isa’s, and I can’t help but have so much hope for them. I know, personally, I’d never want our girls to go through the things we endured in the past. They’re born so… innocent. So vulnerable. So precious. Our princesses. And they have these two little princes to play with.. whenever they come to Ithemba of course.” She chuckled and closed her journal, slipping it under her thigh. “I guess I just never noticed how perfect babies are. Despite the poo and the puke.” “Not to mention the wailing morning, noon and night,” Nathan added with a smirk. “Definitely.” Bella chuckled. “Being able to see Anthony and Andrew, I guess it just gave me a fresh sense of gratitude for our own magical little beings.”
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