Here goes the third and last short fic of The Seizure of Heart
Title: Seizure of Heart...
Rating: PG
Summary: This is a school girl essay
Feedback: Yes please, I would like to get better so... Bad or Good I don't care... just not disrespectful please?
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own anything and all... save the three rats, they're mine!
Note: I would like to thank tazraven for her help, but also my very dear friends for their kind words which made me want to continu.
And to my sister who made me discover this board
[hr]A Week With The Maclay-Rosenberg Family.
by Hope Maclay-Rosenberg.
Subject: Introduce your family and explain the schedule of a normal week.
My family: In my family, there are the three of us. Mama, Mommy and I.
Mama's name is Tara Maclay-Rosenberg. She is 32 years old. She will be 33 years old in two months. She is Chef in a vegetarian restaurant. When she started there she was only a cook, then the chef's second, and now the chef. The restaurant was a little one. Now it is a bigger one.
Mommy's name is Willow Maclay-Rosenberg. She is 33 years old, and works in an enterprise but I can't explain what she does. It is strange. But she loves it.
And then there is me. Hope Maclay-Rosenberg. An 8 years old school girl in third grade. I skipped a class last year.
Oh, and there are also my rats. Sneezy, Dopey and Scooby.
Monday:
Every Monday, we all wake up at 6:45am. Mommy goes to the bathroom first, and Mama goes in the kitchen to make breakfast. I go help Mama. Then I am second in the bathroom. When I am finished I go back to the kitchen, and generally everything is ready waiting for me to be eaten. We eat together.
By 7:40 am, Mommy and I go to school and then Mommy to her work. We walk everyday, except when it is raining, because it is better for our health and for the Earth. I saw it on the Discovery Channel.
From 7:55 am to 3:00 pm, I am at school. Mama is at home resting and doing her chores then goes to the restaurant to check everything is fine and the products are good for her cooking. Mommy is at her work until 4:30 pm.
At 3:00 pm, Mama comes at school and walks me back. Usually we go by the park and I play a bit. Or we just sit under a tree and eat some fruits and cookies. I tell Mama my day, and she tells me stories from her work. Or things about history or art. Mama loves history and art. When she cooks, Mommy says Mama does art. Indeed, Mama is a chef in a restaurant. She is the best ever. Mommy agrees with me. I never understood what Mommy's work was. So I can't explain. But she loves it. Mama says it is what is important.
When we got home, it is usually 5:00pm. Mommy is already there or will be very soon. Mama goes take a little nap until 6 o'clock. then a shower, and by 6:20 pm she is gone to her work but not without many kisses with Mommy and some "be careful" or "I may come home a bit late"... Every time it is like they're going to not see each other for days. Mama works until 2:00 am usually. They have customers until 12:30 and sometimes 1:00 am and then have to clean the restaurant and the kitchen. Oh and Mama gives her list of things she need for Wednesday's menu.
Here, at home, when Mama is gone, Mommy starts the dinner and I start my homework. She is not bad either in cooking. Not as good as Mama but not bad. She says she learnt with the best. I hear them sometimes talking about Mama giving a lesson to Mommy or punish her to have been bad. Therefore, I am not surprised to know Mama taught Mommy how to cook.
After dinner, I finish my homework, and Mommy does her chores. After I have finished and Mommy has explained to me what I needed her to, we watch a movie or a show. At the same time I play with my rats.
At 8:45 pm, I am in bed and Mommy tells a story for me. I am a bit too old for that but she likes bedtime and we enjoy ourselves so I still have my bedtime's story.
Then Mommy goes downstairs to wait for Mama to come back home. She never goes to bed alone.
She prefers to fall asleep on the couch.
When Mama comes home they go to bed, have their bedtime stories, also I believe it is action stories because they make some noises.
Then it is Tuesday.
Tuesday:
Like on Mondays, we wake up at 6:45 am. And like every day, Mommy goes first in the bathroom, I go help Mama to make breakfast, I go to the shower, we eat breakfast.
Then things change a bit. Tuesday is Mama's first day off the week. The restaurant is closed. Therefore, she walks me to school with Mommy. Then she walks Mommy to her job, and then goes back home and rests.
At 3:00 pm, Mama comes to pick me up at school in car. We go to the grocery store and do most of the errands of the week. Then we go back home where Mommy is already there.
Tuesday is my favorite day. Because the evening is spent together. The three of us. I do my homework with Mommy's help while Mama makes a wonderful dinner. When it is ready, I usually have finished my homework and cleaned my rats' cage and play a bit with them.
We enjoy Mama's dinner and then I do the dishes to give my mothers some alone time. I know they have smoochies while I am in the kitchen. But they think I don't know that they kiss.
After the dishes are over, I come to the living room soundly to announce my arrival. Usually they are all red. Then we play a board game or watch a movie.
At 8:30 pm, I go to bed, and they both come to tell me a story.
Around 9 o'clock, they go to bed and have their own bedtime.
And Wednesday comes.
Wednesday:
Wednesday come by like Monday. But instead of Mama picking me up at school, it is Mommy who goes out early on Wednesday. We come home right away to see a bit Mama and then go to the swimming pool. When I was a little kid I had backaches... The doctor said I needed to do some exercises and that to swim was good. So since then, once a week Mommy and I go to swim. Even if my back is good now. Mommy says it is good for stamina and stamina is very useful.
After the swimming pool, Mommy and I are used to go to Mama's vegetarian restaurant. Everybody knows me there. They're all very nice with me, and I even have the right to go kiss Mama in the kitchen. No other costumer is allowed to do so. Even Mommy. Once Mama let me prepare Mommy's plate. It was a day when there were very few costumers. I remember we did a heart shaped with her veggies, and to be able to kiss her Mama had brought it herself to Mommy. Usually Mama tries to find some minutes to come to say hi to Mommy.
After we have dinner, we come home, and I get ready to bed. However, even if I usually don't have homework on Wednesdays night, I at least read my lessons instead of having a bedtime story. When I do have homework, I still find sometimes to do them... We come home earlier.
And like on Mondays night, Mommy sleeps on the couch to wait for Mama and go to bed with her.
Then we're already Thursday!
Thursday:
This day goes usually like usual Mondays.
However, at dinner we are not only Mommy and I, but there is also Mommy's cousin, his wife and their son.
And here comes Friday.
Friday:
Fridays start usually as the other days.
It is after school that things change a bit. Because on Friday night it is the weekend. This means sleep over at a friend's or at my house with friends. Not always but usually. So I come back home directly, and clean up my rats' cage. They are funny when I clean their cage. It is as if they survey every one of my moves to be sure I do it correctly.
Tonight though there is no sleepover. Well not with my friends anyway. Uncle Xander and Auntie Anya are in town to see us. And my cousins Dawn and Faith. So they stay at home. Uncle Xander is Mommy's heart brother. They've known each other since kindergarten. But after High School they had lost contacts and it had to wait until Mommy stops her first job for them to reconnect. Now they don't want to lose each other again so they come home once per month or so, and we go at their place when we all can. But with Mama's job it is difficult.
Anyway, tonight they are here. My cousins are nice but dawn is always winning and Faith tends to break my toys.
When they are at home, we have dinner and then watch movies. Mamma works. Well the grown ups, not us. We can watch the first but then have to head back in my bedroom and sleep. Of course we talk more than we sleep.
When they are tired, Uncle Xander and Auntie Anya go to bed. They sleep on the couch in the office.
Mommy stays on the couch to wait for Mama... As every nights of work. And when she gets home, as always they go to bed.
The night lets room to a new day called Saturday.
Saturday:
Saturdays can go in two different ways usually. Depends on Mama. If it is a day off or not. She has two Saturdays off per month. This week is one of them. It is one of the reasons why Uncle Xander came this weekend instead of next week.
Usually, my cousins and I wake up first. We go in the kitchen, take a box of cereals, then sit in front of the cartoons, and eat directly in the box of cereals. Mama and Mommy don't like that.
When everyone is up and has eaten Mama's wonderful funny shaped pancakes, and when we all managed to have a shower, it is usually already time to have lunch. Auntie Anya is the one cooking this weekend. It changes every time. Once it was Faith, Dawn and I who prepared the lunch. We were proud of our plate of candies. However, not our parents who after have laughed told us to put a jacket on and that we were all going to eat out.
After lunch, if Mama had worked she would have been gone to the restaurant to prepare everything. Saturdays are always busier than the other days of the week.
But since she doesn't work, today we went to the social center. Mama gives there some lesson cooking on her Saturdays off. And Mommy gives advices to family having debts or needing advices with law every Saturdays. Mama is always so proud of Mommy about that. Every Saturdays she can't help but kisses mommy when she is finished. And always she repeats "You're the greatest, I love you". I don't understand what is so fantastic in what Mommy does. I know she helps people and all, but isn't that normal to help people? I know the center loves my mothers. Who doesn't?
Anyway, after Mama's class and Mommy's visits with families, we meet Xander, Anya, Faith and Dawn. Today we go to a show with horses "dancing". Mommy was afraid of horses before but Mama has guaranteed her once safety and pleasure. Or something like that. Since Mommy can come with us to see shows with horses.
After the show we come back home. We usually play a board game. Usually Monopoly. Auntie Anya and Dawn love it. Auntie Anya wins almost every times, and Dawn has tendencies to steal some of our money or even some cards!! You have to be careful with her.
After the board game, we go to bed. Not the grown ups though. And even when they go to bed, there are very many noises coming from the office and my mothers' bedroom. I am not so sure any of them is asleep for some hours after going to bed. It is not that I am spying on them. Just sometimes the noises are so loud... and my cousins and I are always talking almost the all night so we know everything of what happen in my house. Faith once said they were having origami. Or orgazem? I don't know how to write it. And I don't know what it means. I hope it is not dangerous. I know my mothers told me to never come in there bedroom without their permissions. So if it is dangerous I will not be able to help them.
Anyway, after some times the house is always back quiet.
And without notice, Sunday takes over Saturday.
Sunday:
Sunday morning Uncle Xander, Auntie Anya, Faith, and Dawn go back to their home. They could go later but are very busy. It lets me the time to do my homework and to be with Mama and Mommy.
Mama doesn't work on Sundays. The restaurant was open on Sundays before, but they decided to close it and just enjoy some times of rest. Mama says it is because the restaurant is good and that people love it enough, so it doesn't do lose money to close it on Sundays.
We usually stay at home or go to the park. But we don't spend more money. The week is already expensive. Especially when Uncle Xander and Auntie Anya are there with the girls. It is not that we don't have enough money, but Mama is always a bit worried about having financial trouble. I don't understand why she is so afraid. Mommy says it is because Mama had a very bad life before and is scared to lose everything. It doesn't bother me to stay at home and not go to the movie or something. We already have enough time out.
When I am done with my homework and one of them explained to me what I didn't understand, we do activities all together. Sometimes it is cooking, sometimes it is paint... but Mommy isn’t good at paint. Oh sometimes Mommy explain to me how work computers. I love when she explains to me all those things. It is so interesting!
We play also with my rats and try to teach them things animals do in circus. However, the only thing we succeed to teach them is to not do potty or pee outside of their cage. I know my mothers regret often to not have a cat instead. But I am allergic. And they prefer me to a kitty.
Therefore, the Sunday is spent in family, just the three of us. Having a good time. And I think I have the two best mothers. Or at least I hope all the children have parents as fabulous as mine.
At 20:45 pm, it is time for me to go to bed. And the week is already over. Another one will start tomorrow.
The End.[hr]
Hope was looking with bright expecting green eyes at her mothers who had just read her homework. She had done it all by herself, without even showing one of her mothers the draft. She had typed it and printed it. Without any help. So here she was, wearing a proud smile also hopeful, and expecting her mothers to say what they thought of it.
Tara was the first to speak.
"You did this all by yourself? I am so proud Sweetie." Tara smiled proudly as her 7 years-old daughter was nodding proudly.
"Yes it is good Baby girl. There are one or two things you should delete or change, but it is good,» said a smiling Willow. Then she exchanged a look with Tara, both thinking about what should really be deleted and so not read by Hope's teacher. The small voice of their daughter made them stop looking at each other. The knowing look become a wanting one.
"I can't change anything. I already give it to my teacher" Said shyly the little blonde girl, almost ashamed to not have told her mothers earlier.
"What?!!" Exclaimed Willow a bit too forcefully. Seeing her daughter afraid to have made her Mommy mad, Willow softened her tone.
"Why didn't you show it to us earlier? Before you give it to you teacher as you do usually?"
"I wanted to see how was valued my work. I mean without you telling me what was wrong. I am glad you help me, but I wanted to see what the teacher would say." replied a blushing Hope.
"Awww! Come here Sweetie. We are not mad at you... Just very surprised. And there are something we think could not be there, but it is okay. Don't worry" Said Tara.
The little girl sat on the couch between her Mama and her Mommy, enjoying the closeness and being relieved that her mothers weren't mad at her. Although she wondered what her Mama didn't want to be on her work. But something else went back on her mind.
"Oh you said you had a surprise for me?"
Eyes bright and curious, smile from ear to ear, the blonde girl looked back and forth between Willow and Tara waiting for her surprise.
The two women exchanged another knowing look. But Willow's one was a bit nervous. Tara reached for her wife's hand on the couch's back, and squeezed it gently and reassuringly. She was the one speaking first.
"Yes Honey. We have something very important to tell you and we think you will really like it."
"Are we going to have a dog? It is a dog isn't it?" Interrupted a girl looking very like her Mommy in her expression.
"No Baby Girl... What we have to tell you is way better than a dog" answered this time Willow, quite amused by her daughter's reaction.
Still looking with expecting eyes, the girl kept watching back and forth between her mothers, now very quiet.
Another moment of silence passed before Tara spoke once again.
"I know you were young, but do you remember when you were 5 and I was pregnant?"
"Yes! You had to stay two weeks at the hospital because the baby hurt you!" Said a sad and angry child.
"Honey, that is not exactly what happened. But yes. I had to have surgery and stayed two weeks far away from my two girls."
"And then you said you couldn't have a baby anymore and asked me to forgive you for not being able to make me a sister or a brother. But I wasn't mad at you Mama!"
This made smile Tara. A sad smile at first but then happier. Willow kissed her wife's hand in an attempt of showing her love. The memory of this painful event still living in her head.
"Anyway Sweetie" started again Tara. " I can't carry a child anymore, but still have one. And your Mommy still can carry one."
"I heard you said once to Mommy that her frame was too small and that it was dangerous. So Mommy can't carry a child either!" Hope was more and more agitated, not understanding where her Mama was going, and why they were talking about such things.
"Baby I can carry a child. Yes, I have a smaller frame than Mama's, but it is not as dangerous as Mama says. By the way since when do you listen through doors?" Ask a smirking Willow, hoping her little girl would be reassured.
"I wasn't listening! I wanted some water that's all". Pouted Hope, not liking being busted at listening through doors.
Still smiling, Tara went on.
"Mommy and I went to a doctor six months ago to ask if Mommy could carry a baby safely. And the answer was yes."
"So we tried and I am pregnant of Mama's child." Grinning Willow.
Hope's eyes were full of joy. She had wanted a baby sister or a baby brother so much, but then thought
Her mother will not give her one. She knew they could have adopted but was afraid of her reaction. However, here they were. The three of us, her two mothers waiting a baby.
"And that is not all" continued Tara.
"What?" asked Hope.
"Well I am pregnant of three months. We wanted to be sure that everything was fine to tell you. And guess what?" said Willow.
"Everything is right?" said innocently and a bit worriedly Hope.
"Yes Baby Girl, everything is perfect even."
"Well not perfect I am still not totally reassured with that" interrupted Tara.
This was not lost on the girl. She looked between her mother, back and forth, and in a small voice asked "What is it?"
"They are twins."
The EndThanks all for reading, hope you have liked it.
Julia
it is great baby! I really liked it, you are the greatest ^^ 
oh Juju I am so very proud of you my dear friend. your story is one of hope and happyness. I want you to continue to write fic,s and we will love them when they get here this was so very good. now more please 
. Okay I'm hooked.
This story is beyond great. Not to mention so romantic 
. I almost cried. This story is AWESOME. I cant wait till Friday!!!! 
Akyire
