Amore mio 2

1.

July.

Her.

16 years ago on Christmas morning my husband opened my gift, wrapped in a navy-white paper with white, velvety ribbon, having no idea that he will find baby onesie in white colour saying "Ciao, papà!" in shiny letters, silver key chain that says "Papà", card, 5 pregnancy tests and 5 ultrasound pictures. 

16 years ago we welcomed our first baby boy in our family. Then a few months later we welcomed our first twins and a year later a stunning little girl joined our beautiful family. Years ticked by and we became parents to 14 perfect bambinos, who are our pride and joy, centre of our world. 

16 years ago I would have never thought that I could have this magical life with the man of my wildest dreams, that we could create such wonderful family, that we could love each other so fiercely and passionately, that we could keep getting more and more in love with each other, that we'd be expecting 2 more little beans and that I could have my mum back. 

Yet this is my reality, which I am beyond grateful for. 

My sublime, dreamy fairytale. 

"Good morning, amore mio."- whispered my favourite husky, velvety, honeyed, deep, titillating voice as plump, full lips with ideal cupid-bow laid feathery kiss on my forehead. 

My eyes fluttered open and I smiled, seeing the love of my life smiling loving at me, holding me tight in his heavenly embrace. 

"Good morning, amore."- I spoke contentedly, smiling brighter once he leaned in, kissing me so tenderly and fondly. 

I gently cupped his jaw, relishing in our bubble, feeling the happiest with him. Leonardo cuddled me closer to his warm, hard, robust, powerful body, granting me safety and love that only he can give me. 

Our lips caressed devotedly as kisses grew more and more passionate. My hands trailed down to his honed to perfection, hard, defined, delectable 8 pack while his large, masculine, veiny, lukewarm hands slipped underneath my silk nightgown, palming my bum, squeezing it. 

We got tangled in each other's arms, kissing and caressing mellowly, enjoying our moment to the fullest. 

"I love you with all my heart, principessa."- said genuinely Leo, kissing my nose cutely, making me smile. 

"I love you so much, handsome."- I spoke profoundly, hugging my beloved man tightly. 

In a moment the door of our bedroom peered open and we smiled delightedly as Max, Angie and Ari dashed to us, cuddling us and chirping "buongiorno" so preciously. 

"Buongiorno, i nostri piccoli tesori."- we responded happily, kissing their cheeks. (Good morning, our little treasures.) 

"Come avete dormito, piccoli?"- I wondered, smiling as their tiny hands clung to my bump, feeling their small sibling kick and move around. (How did you sleep, little ones?)

"Molto bene, grazie. Come sta? Come stanno i nostri piccoli gemelli?"- chirped Angelica and Ariana, nuzzling into their loving dad, who gladly hugged them, kissing their cheeks. (Very well, thank. How are you? How are our little twins?) 

"Tutti noi ci sentiamo benissimo, grazie, le nostre piccole preziosità."- answered warmly Leo as i cuddled our son, kissing his forehead. (All of us feel great, thank you, our little preciousnesses.) 

We hugged our babies while watching "SpongeBob SquarePants" together. They peacefully snuggled into us, sighing cutely as we rubbed their back gently, just like they like. Leo wrapped his muscular, inked, strong arm around my shoulder tenderly and I eagerly nuzzled into his side, smiling as our daughters and son hid in my and his arms.