When they had Eliza (named after Eloise and Elizabeth), Francesca couldn't believe how easy it was. From the insemination to the damn near ten months of incubation, it was a breeze. It also didn't hurt that Michaela doted on her relentlessly and made the pregnancy far more pleasant than expected.

They honestly thought it was a fluke until they had Helena. Again, it was smooth sailing the entire time.

Even when she constantly needed to pee by the end, Michaela rarely complained. She actually enjoyed the process and glowup that developed from all the supplements and hormones.

Since she knew what to expect, Francesca made sure her wife was beyond comfortable for the whole pregnancy.

Lena turned out to be a great baby and an even sweeter toddler.

They were settled.

Completely content with their careers and their little family.

But then Hyacinth had to bring over Antonia with her small precious self and ruin everything.

Michaela got lost in the sauce the moment she held her.

Ellie, with her hazel green eyes and dark curly hair was 6, while Lena, who had golden rings around her brown eyes and auburn hair, was 4.

Honestly the perfect ages. Both women had their own mini versions of themselves.

The girls were smart and silly and considerate and unbelievably easy to look after. Even though they could totally afford it, they truly didn't need anymore kids.

So of course they did the process one more time.

Same as before, they took one of Michaela's fertilized egg and implanted inside her wife's womb. Took two tries but finally it worked.

Francesca was pregnant again.

That honestly should have been their first red flag but they ignored it.

For the first time ever, Francesca had morning sickness and the strangest cravings. Soon she noticed that she was gaining more weight and the symptoms seemed more intense then her first pregnancy.

Her worries only amplify when they go for the ultrasound appointment and Francesca's stomach drops the second she hears the another heart beat. Michaela's egg had split and she was pregnant with twins.

Michaela knew this could happen but was hoping it wouldn't. Francesca panics at first because they were older now and the possibility for complications were greater and she honestly didn't want to give birth to twins but once again, Michaela made sure she wanted for nothing. Her and their daughters plus her sisters made it a joyful time even when she stopped being able to tie her own shoes or would cry at the drop of a hat.

The labor was harsh. Took 8hrs from the time her water broke that afternoon to them being born that night.

Twins A came out first pretty easily but Twin B was breech so they ended doing a C-section. Michaela was a wreck the entire time but did her best to hold everything together for their family.

Identical twins, Johnathon aka Jon Jon and Jamie were born the night before Halloween which seems fitting. Truly adorable boys with the purest hearts but with minds devoted to mischief. The fact that one was deaf and the other was hard of hearing didn't limit them at all.

Everyone learned sign language since the boys rarely kept their hearing aids on.

They had been described by multiple people as little monsters and it was hard to deny that were a handful. Michaela was certain they were the reason warning labels and property damage insurance was created.

Both their daughters locked into their older sibling roles real quick which helped but my gawd, the twins turned their chill domestic life into an actual circus. They made the mistake of putting them in baby gymnastics and soon they were flipping off of stuff like it was a game.

Helen put a stop to it the moment Jamie broke his arm after jumping from the 2nd floor to the couch below.

They listened to both their grandmother's but Helen was not to be played especially since she lived with them. What was just supposed to be temporary thing soon became permanent once Francesca's postpartum depression lasted longer than she wanted and the extra help became a necessary blessing.

The next time Michaela got that itch for another baby, Francesca showed up one evening with a chocolate lab puppy and said, "You can either take the puppy or we're getting a divorce because I ain't having no more kids."

When they had Eliza (named after Eloise and Elizabeth), Francesca couldn't believe how easy it was. From the insemination to the damn near ten months of incubation, it was a breeze. It also didn't hurt that Michaela doted on her relentlessly and made the pregnancy far more pleasant than expected.

They honestly thought it was a fluke until they had Helena. Again, it was smooth sailing the entire time.

Even when she constantly needed to pee by the end, Michaela rarely complained. She actually enjoyed the process and glowup that developed from all the supplements and hormones.

Since she knew what to expect, Francesca made sure her wife was beyond comfortable for the whole pregnancy.

Lena turned out to be a great baby and an even sweeter toddler.

They were settled.

Completely content with their careers and their little family.

But then Hyacinth had to bring over Antonia with her small precious self and ruin everything.

Michaela got lost in the sauce the moment she held her.

Ellie, with her hazel green eyes and dark curly hair was 6, while Lena, who had golden rings around her brown eyes and auburn hair, was 4.

Honestly the perfect ages. Both women had their own mini versions of themselves.

The girls were smart and silly and considerate and unbelievably easy to look after. Even though they could totally afford it, they truly didn't need anymore kids.

So of course they did the process one more time.

Same as before, they took one of Michaela's fertilized egg and implanted inside her wife's womb. Took two tries but finally it worked.

Francesca was pregnant again.

That honestly should have been their first red flag but they ignored it.

For the first time ever, Francesca had morning sickness and the strangest cravings. Soon she noticed that she was gaining more weight and the symptoms seemed more intense then her first pregnancy.

Her worries only amplify when they go for the ultrasound appointment and Francesca's stomach drops the second she hears the another heart beat. Michaela's egg had split and she was pregnant with twins.

Michaela knew this could happen but was hoping it wouldn't. Francesca panics at first because they were older now and the possibility for complications were greater and she honestly didn't want to give birth to twins but once again, Michaela made sure she wanted for nothing. Her and their daughters plus her sisters made it a joyful time even when she stopped being able to tie her own shoes or would cry at the drop of a hat.

The labor was harsh. Took 8hrs from the time her water broke that afternoon to them being born that night.

Twins A came out first pretty easily but Twin B was breech so they ended doing a C-section. Michaela was a wreck the entire time but did her best to hold everything together for their family.

Identical twins, Johnathon aka Jon Jon and Jamie were born the night before Halloween which seems fitting. Truly adorable boys with the purest hearts but with minds devoted to mischief. The fact that one was deaf and the other was hard of hearing didn't limit them at all.

Everyone learned sign language since the boys rarely kept their hearing aids on.

They had been described by multiple people as little monsters and it was hard to deny that were a handful. Michaela was certain they were the reason warning labels and property damage insurance was created.

Both their daughters locked into their older sibling roles real quick which helped but my gawd, the twins turned their chill domestic life into an actual circus. They made the mistake of putting them in baby gymnastics and soon they were flipping off of stuff like it was a game.

Helen put a stop to it the moment Jamie broke his arm after jumping from the 2nd floor to the couch below.

They listened to both their grandmother's but Helen was not to be played especially since she lived with them. What was just supposed to be temporary thing soon became permanent once Francesca's postpartum depression lasted longer than she wanted and the extra help became a necessary blessing.

The next time Michaela got that itch for another baby, Francesca showed up one evening with a chocolate lab puppy and said, "You can either take the puppy or we're getting a divorce because I ain't having no more kids."