I wake up at 0645 and carefully escape the twins. I look over the paperwork Mary gave me and see that I can still do my daily workouts for now. I change into a sports bra, leggings, and tennis shoes before heading out for my morning run. I get back at 0730 and take a shower. I hear Goose get out of bed. He comes into the bathroom. He slowly climbs into the shower behind me.
"Good morning, honey."
"Hi, Nick. Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah. Did you just get in?"
"No. They dismissed us early because we had a run-in with a MiG."
"Oh. Are you okay, baby?"
"Yeah, Nick, I'm fine."
"Okay. Why don't I go make you a nice breakfast, honey?"
"Sure, sweetheart. Well, it sounds like Mav is up."
"Probably Ang is too, then."
"I'll be down in a bit, darling."
"Okay, Nikki. I love you!"
"I love you too, Stud!"
He chuckles before leaving our room. As I get ready, I hear the others talking. All of a sudden, I hear Goose's laugh float through the house along with Ang's shriek of delight. I hear footsteps come up the stairs and a knock on our bedroom door, but I just finish getting ready before walking to the living room where I see Pete, Leo, and Nick waiting.
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Two little aviator outfits are sitting on the mantle with the sonogram. I am instantly swept off my feet by my husband. He sets me down, lifts up my shirt, and places two sweet kisses on either side of my abdomen. Mav and Leo quickly wrap me in a hug once Goose came back up. After breakfast, Mav and Goose leave for work. The twins get up an hour or so later. Since they are only five, we deem it best to wait to tell them. We are homeschooling the kids. Ang and I basically just play with them for the day. Ang eventually goes for a four-hour nap, and she'll be rested up for work. The boys get home, and we plan a tentative schedule for once I'm grounded.
Two days later, Gun has me signing paperwork in his office. I fly for about fourteen more weeks until I'm temporarily grounded. Then June 27, 1982, I am screaming at my husband as Bradley Brandon and Brooke Bailey are born. One month later, I'm back in the air but, in October, we find out I'm pregnant with twins again. Carole Celeste and Charlotte Callie are born exactly one year after the B twins.
