2.2

 "Ohhh!" Kayo swooned. "I can hardly wait!"

 "Oh, Noel, you won't regret it! No you won't! I can already see it, it's going to be so perfect!"

 "Oh, I'm just so happy for you! And Darian, too, he's such a sweetheart, he really is...."

"I'm sure you'll do a great job, Kayo. You know I wouldn't pick just anyone to decorate this room. My decorating skills aren't quite up to par," I said, nudging her playfully in the arm.

 So you're probably wondering what's got Kayo in super spazz mode. Well, it all started one morning when I was getting ready to zoom off for work, and I wasn't feeling quite right. Not right at all.

 I passed it off as just a stomach bug or something, I mean, what else could it be, right?

Wrong. Before I knew it, my belly was expanding, and I wasn't sure how I felt about it. Were Darian and I even ready for kids? We weren't even married, for plumbob's sake. I knew Kayo would help, of course, she was basically like a sister to me by now. 

Surprisingly, no one else shared my anxiety. Darian was constantly talking to my belly, and Kayo was fascinated with the baby. I think she may even want a child herself now. Good Plumbob. 

Kayo had me reading pregnancy books out my rear as well, which I absolutely hated her for. I had never liked reading, never, but she was bound and determined to get me educated. I guess it's not a bad thing, really, but couldn't I have watched a video or something? I think my eyes are burning...

 Somewhere along the line, Kayo decided she would like to pick up a career in music. Darian took her to the guitar shop, and it wasn't long before she brought home a brand new guitar. She instantly fell in love with it, and was oohing and ahhing with the music Darian was teaching her.

"I should play this song to your belly! Do you think the baby would like that?"

Plumbob, I love that woman.

 I guess I should have seen Kayo and Darian's jam sessions coming a long time ago, but the thought never even crossed my mind. They play pretty much all the time, and even when I try to sleep.

Persistence, I suppose, but geezus.

I guess all that mess was worth it in the end, when I gave birth to not one, but two healthy baby girls. In the exact order that they were born, I give you Annabelle Vegas, who seems to be quite the clumsy lunatic. . .

                                                                                                                            

. . . and Marie Vegas,   my little neurotic  artist. Annabelle looks like she'll grow up to look a lot like me, and my mother.  I'm glad for that, it's a healthy reminder of my lovely mother. Marie obviously has a strong resemblance with Darian, what with her brown hair and deep silver eyes. 

 As I knew she would, Kayo decorated the twin's room marvelously. It was so adorable, I knew it was just perfect for my girls. 

 My girls. They were so beautiful, in each and every way possible. 

 I had the best, sweetest family a girl could ask for. What more could I want?