“I think we should get the twins used to our voices.” Kit said as they settled into the couch at her house.
“How do you purpose we do that?” he asked as he moved his head to glance at her.
“I think we should make like a recording of us talking into a cheap mp3 player or something like that and have headphones play them for the babies on repeat. That way, they hear us and will know our voices when they are born. We should also go and get a few tee-shirts and wear them and not wash them.” Kit said.
“And why would we do that?” he asked, c
Things moved forward like it was supposed to. June began to pass every goal that was made for her as everything was going normal as could be for her situation. Now at twenty-seven weeks, everyone was keeping their fingers crossed that they could push her for another few weeks along. The twins were doing well, as well. They were meeting the goals set for them. They both were still measuring about the same and seemed to be weighing a little bit more than they hoped for. Things were going great.Kit and Mitsuhide went in every day at the end of the day to just talk to June about everything and anything. Though it was always the same. Kit had started to cut her main working hours to help with the transition of becoming a parent when the time came. S
Kit was over her head when she thought about the situation all day about everything. The more she thought about everything she knew, the more she felt lost. This was not something she really could get her mind to follow one step and then the rest. It made perfect sense one time, and then it made none. She seemed to be in a hallway of mirrors that nothing was as it seemed it to be. It was exhausting to think about. She was so far deep into her thoughts the day past to fast, and she had been doing nothing but thinking.When she got home, she saw Mitsuhide’s car, and she felt a tiny bit of relief until she walked in the house and saw him in the middle of the main area. He was still mad. He was going through this as well, and she wanted nothin
Mitsuhide went on his days like normal though his house didn’t seem like his anymore. He was struggling with the concept of not having her to talk too. He knew he had to try to make this right. He had lost more than just a friend. He had lost his heart that night with his words. She had been his rock. His safety net in so much more than just this situation, and he had completely thrown it away. He hurt though he never let anyone else see it through his mask. He couldn’t because he knew he was completely wrong for this.He didn’t know how to fix it. Every day was harder than the one before it. He was getting by with just doing what he had too at work. His visits with June were getting longer every day as he hoped he would run in
Kit walked in the room and instantly wanted to leave it. She hated saying goodbye. She looked at the growing abdomen that held the twins she had begun to think of as her children, and she wanted to cry know this was the last time she would be able to see them. June and the twins had been the center of her life with Mitsuhide. This was the last thing to remove his memory from her mind. It was the hardest as well.It was later than he would normally come, so she knew she was safe from having to see him. she placed the box on the nightstand by June’s bed. It had his name written on the top of it. She took off the headphones that had her voice talking and turned off the mp3 player and placed it on the nightstand as well. They didn’t have
Mitsuhide took Kit back to her house, where he went on to show her how much he missed her the past few weeks and also how much he did truly love her. It started with a simple back rub and then progressed. He knew he would spend the rest of his life paying for that one mistake, if only his mind. He knew it had cost them both something that he wished he could completely take back, but he knew he couldn’t. He also, for the first time, realized the simple power of love in those hours. She was willing to say goodbye to all that she had come to love only because of him and his words and actions. She had been broken and defeated but she still had the heart to want to say goodbye to June and the twins because simply her heart wouldn’t let h
Time passed again in the way it always does. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Though Mitsuhide wanted Kit back on the base but she kept her offices in the hospital to be closer if anything happened to June and the twins. It was a debate they had almost daily. She had decided to keep the post, but she would work via link from now on. Life was moving on, and so were they. After a debate on him moving into the house which he had won. All of Mitsuhide’s things had been moved to her house, and they were striving to make everything work between them. They were stronger now that they at least knew the basic truth of the situation. They knew they were stronger together anyways.
The idea was to get June to at least thirty-three weeks and no more than thirty-six. The fact that the two boys were growing at a normal rate for a singleton pregnancy was proving to be difficult for the doctors to work with, but they were trying. There were many discussions not that June was at thirty-three weeks but possibly further along. No one knew exactly how to go on with her treatment. June was a medical marvel at this point, not only surviving through to this point in the pregnancy but the fact she was carrying two what seemed to be full-sized healthy babies. The team of doctors met every day via video conferencing and had to discuss the outcome of the c-section that would be done. The main reason was they had given June some blood thi
When she got to work, she checked in with the morgue and saw there were only two bodies there, and both had been assigned to the other doctors there. She knew they were cutting her workload the closer to the time that June was going to have the babies. Her boss, who had taken an interest in the case on a personal level through the news reports on it, was shocked to find out that she was a part of it at all. As the time went on, he had been changing her hours and working with her to find anything that could be of help to June or the twins. Most of the doctors around her had been doing that and even debating the outcomes of new treatments. Everyone had stepped up and tried to help at some point. It was a good feeling that she was supported by her co-workers, who understood the nature of the case. Everyone was trying to hunt done