Six months later...SarahI'm not going to say that pregnancy is easy and beautiful, because most of the time it isn't. I was already exhausted and hadn't even given birth yet. I just wanted to eat and sleep. I had put on twenty kilos and my back was asking for relief. And Stanley loved every second of every day because he wasn't the one pregnant.But, of course, there were also the magical moments. Like, for example, the first time the baby moved at 3 months and I screamed Stanley to feel it with me. I also loved rubbing my stomach and imagining perfectly the little thing that was there inside me. I loved lying on the grass in the early morning because it was the only position I didn't feel my back screaming for mercy. And it was summer, so the weather was perfect and convenient to enjoy.And the last moment I loved was when we decided on the names. That was actually last night when I couldn't sleep. Because apparently it was my baby's favorite time to kick my belly. Stanley kept tal

EpilogueSix years later..Ever since the twins started walking, the house was a mess a minute after it was tidied up. And boy, if my blood wasn't wolf, I'd be crazy right now.I was lying on the rug in the living room resting for a while. The sofa was out of the way because I had pushed it so I could get a cart that Hazel had let roll under it and I was enjoying a few seconds while the twins were in the room playing.But that didn't last long."Mommy!" I heard Hailey's voice and looked up just long enough to see the red mane running towards me before she jumped on top of me. I laughed and rolled with her on the rug."Where's your brother?" I asked and she looked at me with those caramel eyes."He's mad because he said I took his cart."What cart?"A red one." I looked over at the coffee table and saw the cart I'd just grabbed from under the couch."Hazel!" I called him and after a few seconds, he appeared in the hall. The unruly black hair was already down to his ears. His eyes, also