Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 90290 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90290 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“Everything is going to be okay,” he says as he kisses the top of my head. “Easy peasy. They’re here to show the world our lives and let people meet our babies. They’re not trying to embarrass us.”
I nod and then smile when I hear Elle’s voice. She’s super pregnant and due in four weeks. Elle’s scared to be a mom, but Ben’s ready to be a dad. He’s come to see the triplets every day because he wants them to know who their Uncle Ben is.
“P!” Elle screams at the top of her lungs. I close my eyes, count to three, and wait for one of the babies to scream.
Silence.
“Were you holding your breath?” Noah asks.
“Yes. You?”
He nods. “I’m going to get her back for that stunt.”
“Yeah, we are.”
We head downstairs and find the interviewer already setting up and the photographer taking photos of our tree, stockings, and other decorations. We signed a waiver, giving them access to almost every space of our home, except the front. We don’t want people to find out where we live, although if they came to Beaumont, it would probably be fairly easy.
Talisa comes downstairs with the boys and my mom with Juniper. She hands her to me once I’m seated and then Noah takes the boys from Talisa, who stands off to the side, ready to help when one of them gets fussy. Honestly, I never thought I’d need someone like her, but I do. I’m so thankful Nick asked her to move back with him.
The interviewer introduces herself as Liana and doesn’t waste any time jumping into questions about Noah’s career, mine, and what it’s like being parents to three newborns.
“Peyton’s my super woman,” Noah says. “We decided to move back home to where my family is because we knew she’d need support while I finished the season.”
“Do you have a full-time nanny?” Liana asks.
“Not full-time, no,” I say. “Talisa comes during the day to help. She’s been a lifesaver. Noah’s parents as well, and mine are here when they can be. It’s definitely been a village.”
“Your home is lovely,” Liana says. “What made you decide to remodel instead of build something new?”
Noah looks at me and smiles. “This house is close to our family. My stepdad Nick, who is also the babies pediatrician, is a few short blocks from here which we really like. And when we want to take the babies for a walk, we’re not far from downtown, which my parents are actively revitalizing and helping small businesses owners open their own places.”
“There’s a rumor your dad, Liam Page, is going to run for mayor.”
Noah laughs. “Who knows with him. Right now, I think he’s happy being a grandpa, making music, and helping artists achieve their recording goals. He and my sister-in-law, Elle, have a great program set up at the studio. And Elle’s working hard to bring more concerts to the area. We’re really trying to put Beaumont on the map.”
“Peyton, do you see yourself going back to work?”
Noah squeezes my hand.
“Right now, I’m going to freelance. I love helping players and if they want my help, I’ll give it. At the moment, I don’t see myself working outside of the home.”
“And you, Noah. What does your future hold?”
This time, I squeeze his hand. “One game at a time, Liana.”
There are a few more questions and then a series of photos are taken. We give Liana and her crew a tour, pose the babies, pose as a family, and take some sweet candid shots. When all is said and done, the entire thing took weeks of stress and less than an hour.
“Well send over the photos for you to see and mark the ones we plan to use. None of them will have anything distinguishable as far as where you live, so you have nothing to worry about there.”
“Thank you, Liana.” Noah and I shake her hand, and then she goes to talk to Elle, while we head upstairs with the babies to change and put them down for a nap.
“I think that went well,” Noah says as we enter Maverick and Jace’s room. Noah sets each one down in their cribs, staying with Jace. I set Juniper next to her brother and somehow, they instantly gravitate toward each other.
“Let’s put them in their sleepers and then in their pack ‘n play. Give them some time together before it’s time to eat,” I say to Noah. “Yes, you want that don’t you. Do you want to play with your brothers?”
“Is she answering you?”
“Not yet,” I say with a sigh.
“Peyton!” My mom screams my name. It’s not a normal scream, but one that strikes fear.
“Can you take care of them?”
“Yep, go,” Noah says.
I’m halfway down the stairs when I see my mom, Elle, and Talisa slowly making their way to the door.