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[Majick]

Yeah, I know xD

[Rena]

O;

Dramatic. I just read everything now. Wow.

[Majick]

haha. I'll probably play some more on Monday, we go a lot to do tomorrow, and were too busy to do anything today.  So maybe an update on Monday, or Tuesday.

[Chanel]

Awww, that's too bad about Chris =[
Gabrielle [that's her name, right? I'm a bit... weird at the moment.] just looked so old and sad when she was on the phone... her face like killed me =[

[Majick]

Yep, it's Gabrielle hehe

And I know, she did look old there.  When I need to do "phone call" pics, I just have my sims call other sims and chat, then I zoom on on them,pausing periodically and snap pics, then use the one/ones that fit the story situation best, hehe.

[b-rad]

LOL!!!!      Thats awesome

[Majick]

Dear Journal,

This has been a wonderful, blessed year for our family.  As it turns out, Trista was excited about becoming a mother, but had some serious doubts and fears.  We spent many a nights discussing the future over dinner.  Gavin worked late hours, so he didn't get to eat dinner with us much.

Since they were expecting, I gave them My bedroom, and took Jordan's room.  They were the parents-to-be, and would need a room where they could really relax. 

Plus, the nursery was directly next to My room, so if the baby cried, I could get up with it, while they slept, since Gavin had a full time job.  My son wasn't going to need a Nanny, like Chris and I needed.  Not that there was anything wrong with needing a Nanny, of course.  But, I was here.  I'm retired, and can use my spare time taking care of my grandchild.

At night, Gavin would come home and sit in the bed next to Trista, just watching her sleep.  I came in one night, and we talked for a little bit, on hushed tones so not to disturb her.  Gavin, too, was a little scared about being a father, but I smiled and told him he'd do just fine.  He'd grown up to be a mature adult.  He'd always been responsible, he was smart, and knew how to get information.  Anything he didn't know, I could at try to help him with.

One day after coming back from Grocery shopping Trista was standing in the living room.  She had had a doctor's appointment that day, and they now knew the gender of their baby.  She had called Gavin at work, and he was thrilled.  "We're having a boy!" she exclaimed, and I was happy too!  My little boy would soon have a little boy of his own.  Naturally, Trista was in bed by time Gavin came home, so the next day when he had off, he spent the whole day lavishing over his wife, and talking to his unborn son.

As the day of birth drew nearer, Trista and I became even closer.  I didn't dislike Trista before, but I guess it's just a Mother thing ... that you don't feel like the girl marrying your son is good enough for him.  But, she was.  She was a hard working, smart woman.  And I told her this, at first, she seemed offended at how I had once felt about her, but I hugged her close, and told her how wonderful she is, and how much good she's been for Gavin and our family.  She wanted to cry, she was touched.  At that point, Trista was like my own daughter.

Gavin had been keeping his camera close by at all times, he said he wanted to take a picture of that moment when Trista would go into labor.  This annoyed the poor girl, even more so when it finally happened.  "Gavin, get that out of my face!"  He snapped a quick picture, and we rushed off to the hospital.

There were a few complications with the birth, but the baby, who they named Jonah, was healthy.  He was a bit small, but his heart and lungs were fine.  They kept him for a week, just to make sure there were no complications with any of his other organs, but we were then able to bring him home with us.  Gavin took a picture of Trista holding Jonah, then asked if I'd take a couple pictures of him with Jonah.  He was so tiny ... but he was a happy baby.

One night the phone rang.  It was Nathan!  We hadn't heard from him in almost a year.  It seems he had no idea that Trista and Gavin were pregnant.  It wasn't until Isaiah called him to tell him about the birth that they knew anything at all.  Turns out, Gavin didn't want them to know!  "He only ever cared about me while I was a kid.  Once I hit my teen years, he couldn't be bothered with me.  He did it to Isaiah, too.  You really think I want him around my son?"

It took me hours to convince Gavin to forgive his biological father.  Trista even stepped in and told Gavin that these were likely our final years, and to let the man know his grandchild.  He was hesitant, but he told me that I should invite Nathan and Mary, as well as Isaiah and Jordan, over for Christmas night dinner.  I was proud of him.

Christmas came in just another week.  That night, we had a full house!  Nathan, Mary and Myself - Gavin, Trista and Jonah - Isaiah and Jordan.  Gavin took Nathan aside, and told him the situation.  Nathan looked so depressed, and once Gavin was done talking, Nathan hugged him.  He and Isaiah had been working on their relationship the last year, when he heard about Chris's death.  And now he wanted to make right with Gavin.  He then was introduced to his grandson.  He just looked down at the baby, smiled and rocked him gently.

I had to pull an extra chair out of storage, so that everyone would have a place to sit.  Gavin had spilled gravy on his shirt, so ended up eating dinner in his under shirt.  That boy ... I swear!  But, still.  It was a pleasant evening.  Dinner was amazing, if I do say so myself.

That night, Jordan asked me to take some photos of the family.  She'd have copies made for everyone, including an extra set for my journal; this book is no secret to my children, they've actually read through it a few times themselves when they were younger. I decided first to take a picture of Gavin, Nathan and Jonah.  Three generations of men.

The next picture is of Gavin, Nathan, Jonah and Myself.

And finally, a picture of all the kids together.  Trista, Isaiah, Jordan and Gavin.

Jonah is still small for his age, but he's growing a little bit bigger every day!  He loves to eat, and is very active; especially at night!  Both of his parents are back to work full time now.  And whenever Jonah naps, I nap with him.  Being a Grandmother is almost harder than being a Mother, if you ask me!  But it's so worth it.

[b-rad]

Ahh   Im glad things re working out. They all seem so happy

[Chanel]

Squeee, he's the cutest wittle baby everrr =D
TBH, sometimes I still wonder how different their lives would be if they still had Nikhil. There would be no Jordan, right?

[yummybunny]

I know!  It is really nice to see everyone happy!

Gavin is so gonna be a good father!