CHAPTER 6: And Then There Were Two

This chapter is written from Honeybee's point of view. I wanted to try out a different angle with the next few chapters, because they seem to be best told from her... on with the chapter!

I woke up the next day determined to keep my spirits up any way I could. I would go out today, try to find a friend to talk to, read 50 books if I had to. Whatever I could do to keep my mind off of Harley. I would love to be working right now, but Stiles was insistent that I NOT work while pregnant, and gave me ample amount of time off after the birth too. I suppose it's for the best, but it gives me a lot of time to fill during the day.

I decided to go to the park, and was relieved to see a familiar face, Keith Battlewood.

"Hey Honeybee, how have you been? Oh,wow, you look different..."

"Yes, of course I do silly, I'm pregnant!"

"OH WOW! That's great! You're starting a family! I've always wanted a family of my own someday. Congrats! Who's the lucky man?"

"Well, it is, I mean, it was..... the father passed away right after we found out..."

I tried to hold it together, but the look of sadness in Keith's eyes when he said, "Oh no! I'm so sorry for your loss. That's terrible." was enough to make me cry. "If there's any way I can help, let me know. I love kids! But, you're gonna be a great mom, you can do this Honeybee."

Those words, 'you can do this..' were like medicine to my soul.

"Thank you so much for the offer Keith. You really are a good friend. Oh! My! The baby is kicking! You wanna feel?"

Keith looked at me in awe..."Really? Oh, I'd love to!"

Just then, my phone rang. It was someone at city hall asking if I would come help with some kind of plumbing issue, something to do with trapped fish. I said I would and promised to come by tomorrow. I looked forward to having something else to do to keep me busy. After the park, I headed over to the library to read a little.

There was nothing like an escape into a good book. After I finished the book, I could feel the sadness creeping up on me.

But instead of stuffing it, I decided to get out my guitar and play a little. I tried to play quiet, as we were in a library, but noone seemed to mind. I decided to learn a new song, in honor of Harley. Once I had finished it, I felt exhausted, but strangely comforted too.

When I got home that night, I relaxed in bed and read a little before I drifted off to sleep.

After breakfast the next morning, I went on over to City Hall to help with their plumbing problem. When I showed up pregnant, they were all surprised and told me to go home and rest, but I practically begged them to let me stay and help. Apparently, they didn't wanna argue with the pregnant lady, because they let me stay. It did take me longer then I had expected though, I didn't want to admit it, but I think my big belly was in the way a little. When I finally finished I just wanted to go home and relax, I was feeling stressed.

Unfortunately, resting wasn't going to happen. As soon as I got in the door, I went into labor!

It was painful, but I managed to make my way to my tour bus, driver waiting and all, and she drove me to the hospital.

After several hours, my little baby boy was born! I just knew he was going to be Artistic, like his Daddy (Harley was a great sculptor) But I really wanted him to be Friendly too, and have lots of friends growing up. When they asked me what I wanted to name him, I had to think a minute. I knew I wanted to name him after his Dad, but Harley already had a grown daughter named after him, Harlee. Since this baby would have my last name, I decided to go with a shortened version of his last name, and named him Mikie.

I couldn't wait to take him home and show him his new room. I had worked hard on it!

When We got home, I snuggled Mikie tight, and said, "welcome home little one".

I laid him in his crib and went to make some food, I was starving!

But, it seems as Mikie was starving too, and I shoved the rest of the food in my mouth so I could go give him his bottle.

After that, I decided to go hunt down my pre-pregnancy clothes and change.It was pretty late, but my body was still on "Lead Guitarist" time, so I spent some time reading and playing guitar before I finally went to sleep in the wee hours of the morning.

I learned that 'Lead Guitarist' schedule and 'Mikie's Mom' schedule do not mix. In just a few hours, Mikie was screaming his head off, wanting another bottle.

I hurried into his room and fed and loved on him. I peeked at the clock. 6AM! I can't remember the last time that I saw 6am.

I went straight back to bed. When I woke up, I decided I felt a little bare walking around in my bra and panties. After all I was a mom now, and it wasn't just me living here anymore. I found some shorts and a shirt and threw them on.

Although it was just yesterday that I brought Mikie home, I desperately wanted to have a birthday party for him, and introduce him to all my friends. Although my boss had been generous with my maternity leave, I wanted to make the most of it. If I had his party now, I would get to be home for most of his toddler-hood.

I went ahead and called everyone up, and they were all excited to meet Mikie and make his birthday special. I started some cookies to go with the cake and just as they were finished, the guests had arrived.

All of my co-workers were sweet enough to show up, even though they all had to work that night. Soon, it was time to take Mikie to his cake!

Happy Birthday Mikie!

As soon as he transformed to toddler, everyone clapped, and dug into the cake. I scooped Mikie into my arms. He was adorable of course, but I was so excited he had my eyes, his dad's skin color, but blond hair! I was surprised Harley told me his hair was brownish red when he was younger, but I used to have blond hair, maybe he got it from me.

I set him in his high chair and gave him his baby food, and we all laughed at the cute faces he made while getting his 1st taste of food.
Soon, the party came to a close, and I put little Mikie to bed. Mikie was the new man in my life, and I had to admit, I didn't feel lonely anymore.

The next days were a blur of diapers, potty training, baby food, and late night visits to Mikie's crib in the middle of the night. My routine soon changed and instead of staying up late, I was crashing whenever I could and Mikie would have me up bright and early in the morning.

Although I was exhausted, I loved spending time with Mikie, teaching him to walk, and talk, and watching him play.

Needless to say, coffee became my best friend and thank goodness cake lasts a long time, slices of it were my sustenance in between cries and bottles.

When I could, I would steal a few minutes outside to play my guitar. I loved the time off with Mikie, but I really wanted to reach the top of my career too.

I convinced Stiles into at least letting me go perform once during my time off, and I was excited to have a night out! I found a great babysitter, a teenager who was great with kids, so I felt good about my being gone for the evening.

The concert went great, everyone was glad to see me back!

Although I got in late, Mikie was still awake. the babysitter apologized, but I told him that was fine. Secretly, I was glad to get to snuggle my little one 1 more time before bed.

I hit the pillow and instantly fell asleep. I'm very content with my new life, and thankful to Harley for giving it to me.

P.S. You may notice a nice little CC outfit on Honeybee, and as I've never used CC from sites other than the Sims3 site, apparently when I downloaded someone's simself, I got that nifty little outfit with it. which I LOVE! So, thank you, whoever you are, for my neato outfit! ;) Teehee