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    A Mother's Love

    Rora ate her waffles in silence, and I was feeding Antoinette strawberry baby food. It was her favorite. Rora only ate about half of her food, which wasn’t a lot. She just looked so tired. She needed to rest. So it was good I had nothing planned for today. Apparently, she had other things in mind, though, “Mommy?” she said sweetly, batting her beautiful eyes at me. “ Yes, sweetheart?” I asked warily.

    “Can we go swimming?” her eyes turned pleading. I laughed, even when she was this tired she wanted to go out. “No, sweetie, it’s cold outside. Besides, you need your rest.”

    “But, I’m not tired.” She wined, which was just another sign that she was, in fact, tired.

    “No, Aurora. Today we’re going to stay home, okay. Mommy will make you hot chocolate and you can watch a movie,” I smiled at her as she pouted.

    “Why?” her mouth in an uncharacteristic frown.

    “One, it’s cold. Two, you’re tired,” she opened her mouth to protest but I put my finger to her little lips. “And three, mommy has a friend coming over today.” Her face brightened.

    “Really?! Who?! Angela?!” she loved Angela, she was her godmother.

    “No, he’s never been here before.” Which was a lie, but it was true as far as she was concerned. Her face fell slightly, but she perked right back up again. “What’s his name?!”

    “Edward, the man who saved you yesterday.”

    “Oooh. Can I say thank you to him?”

    “Of course you can, baby.” She nodded and ran into the living room.

    I cleaned up the aftermath of our breakfast. When I was done with that I took Antoinette from her highchair and went into the front room. Aurora was sitting on the couch with her blankie watching cartoons. I sat down next to her and pulled her into my lap along with her sister. When Antoinette was born I was worried how Aurora would be with her, but my worries were unnecessary. She was a wonderful big sister. We sat like that for about five minutes when someone knocked on the door. I knew it was Edward, and so did Rora. She jumped up and ran to the door. She was too short to reach the latch at the top of the door, so when unlocked it wouldn’t open all the way. I heard Edward chuckle. “MOMMY! IT WON’T OPEN!”

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