me and michael right now are at home, im just glad my father has not spoken with me for almost a year, yay! anways, i start to feel a sharp pain in my stomach, i dont tell michael because i still had 15 days till there due. then he starts to get worse so i say '' OUCH '' ''what is it scarlett'' ''i think my water broke'' ''uh ouh'' ''why are you saying that'' ''bill is off today and he took the limo with him'' ''are we about to do a home birth'' ''i guess so'' michael remembers how to do it so he told me to pull down my pants, which i did. i held on the arm chair because i was giving birth on a freakin chair. ''ok scarlett, just PUSH!'' ''ok'' ''1...2..3;.. push'' I PUSH AS HARD AS I CAN.it hurts horribly. but i heard a cry, baby #1 has been delivered, now 2 more. i push harder on this, i pushed 9 times to get this one out. i heard a cry. baby #2 was here. now the last one, oh god! i push harder on this, this tok 14 pushes, i heard the cry of baby #3. me and michael decided to name to kids something else, we got anna, paris, and prince. so now me and him have 8 kids. michael smiles, ''there so beautiful scarlett'' ''i know'' ''should we take them to the hospital'' ''michael we have to call the ambulence so they can bring us there and make sure im ok and the babies'' ''ok'' michael dials 911 and he says ''they said they will be here very very very soon'' in 5 minutes, there here. they see we did a home birth and they get me on the bed, while michael holds 1 baby, and im on the bed holding 2. michael and i are almost at the hospital, we got only about 1 minute till we arrive.

1 minute later-

we have arrived to the hospital, im in my hospital room, while they check my heart rate, blood pressure, and thats all. the babies were healthy so was i, so we got to take them home, well they took us home.