The troubled Olsen

Chapter 73

Y/N's POV

"Uhm, can I get inside first?" Liz asked. I saw she was completely shaken up so I let her in. "The girls are still asleep, they can wake up any moment," I say to her as I take over her bag with clothes. She went straight to the couch. I put her bags next to the stairs and went back to Liz.

"Could I just lay on you and cuddle please?" She whispered to me. "Of course we can sweetie. Do you wanna talk too?" I ask her as I sit down. "Not really actually. I just wanna cuddle with you," she said as she pulls herself closer to me.

We just laid like that for a couple of minutes when I heard some noises coming through the baby phone. "I'm sorry Lizzie. Do you wanna help me with them?" I say to her. She made some agreeing sounds and got up. "There are my pretty nieces," she said as she walked in. It didn't make them stop crying. "Sorry Liz, they just want me and my boobs I guess," I say laughing a little. I still tried to breastfeed them as much as I can.

"Could you give Isa to me please, she's gonna cause problems if she isn't the one who gets fed first," I say to Liz. She's good at keeping them apart. One good thing about having twins as sisters. You notice the little things to keep them apart.

I sat down so I could feed Isa. "Lizzie, can you tell me what's bothering you please?" I say to her. Something is wrong, I know that. "Can we do that later please. I'm cuddling with Gaby and I don't wanna cry," she said. This was not good at all. "Okay this sweet baby is done. Wanna change?" I ask Liz. "Yeah sure, but how?" She asks a little confused. "You give Gaby to me and take Isa over," I say to her.

She gave me Gaby and took Isa over so I could feed Gaby too. "Liz, could you change her diaper already. That way we can put them downstairs in the crib and talk," I say. I needed to know my big sister was okay. She changed Isa and when Gaby was finished I changed Gaby. "Go downstairs. I'll be right behind you. If you wouldn't mind, take Isa with you please," I say with puppy eyes. I don't wanna carry two babies right now. My back is hurting a little again.

"Yeah sure. Can I just place her in her crib then?" She asks me. "Yes do that. I'll be down in a few," I answer back. When Gaby was changed I went downstairs too. Liz was laying on the couch again and I saw the tears streaming down her face. I put Gaby down and walked over to her. "Hey, Lizzie, what's wrong with you?" I ask her. I can't cover how worried I am anymore.

"It's probably stupid, but I'm just so scared I'm gonna do everything wrong. Especially if I see you run this household with 4 kids. You have everything under control and I don't think I can do that," she said as more tears fell down her face.

"Oh but Liz, I have a really hard time to do that too. You're gonna be here for a few days and you can see it with your own eyes. Normally I carry around two babies on my arms. I can't just leave one upstairs and bring the other downstairs. I have to do it all at once. It's challenging, you already went through it when I gave birth to Evie because I needed you back then. You did a lot of things I was supposed to do back them. You can do it Liz, you're gonna be an amazing mom," I say to her, I know it's the truth because she's amazing with all my kids.

We talked for a while and just laid on the couch cuddling. I totally lost track of time because I was dozing off a little.

Tim's POV

"I'm home babe, watch out for the storm of kids coming in," I shout as I open the door. She doesn't reply so I just walk in after the kids. They got onto the couch and placed themselves between Y/N and Liz. Isa and Gaby were sleeping in their cribs and the ladies were asleep on the couch. It didn't seem like they got woken up by the kids. "You two can stay there if you be quiet and careful for mama and auntie Liz okay?" I say to the kids. They nod and got comfortable.

It was almost 5 pm now so I decided to start cooking. I don't know what Y/N and Liz did but they both seemed exhausted. I know Y/N doesn't sleep well and Liz is pregnant but this seems to be another kind of exhaustion.

When I was almost finished I heard one of the babies started to cry a little. I walked into the living room to take her, it was Gaby, so I took her out of the crib and went back to the kitchen. She didn't wake her mom or aunt so that was a good thing.

"Are you gonna help me cook sweet girl?" I ask little Gaby. I didn't get an answer of course because she was sleeping again. I finished cooking some mac 'n cheese for the kids and warmed up some soup for the rest of us. Y/N hated mac 'n cheese since her pregnancy. I was always making different dishes.

"Let's wake mama and auntie Liz, shall we," I say to Gaby, who still was asleep. I walk over to Gaby's crib so I can put her down. "Hey baby, wake up please. Dinner is ready," I say to Y/N as I start to shake her awake. "No, let me sleep please. I am not hungry," she mumbles as she opens her eyes a little. I see how she starts to squeeze her eyes. "Do you have a migraine?" I ask her as I lift Evie off her.