The Billionaire Daddies

What is a happy ending? Crying babies?

Sleep-depraved daddies?

Sure as hell not for me - Jacqueline

Days and weeks of crying babies and lack of sleep later had turned me into an exhausted bitch while screaming bloody murder to the pizza delivery guy who dared to ring the bell while I was taking my well-deserved nap.

My husbands finally expedited the nanny hiring, all these times they kept on saying the candidates were being sorted. I was so tired I practically fell asleep in the bathtub, which almost killed me when fortunately Grady took me in his arms when he came to check up on me.

"I can't, I don't know how people do it with quintuplets but I'm tapping out. I need help, Grady, you both can't be here twenty-four hours a day. You have obligations, meetings, and companies to take care of." I was crying, sobbing feeling like a failure. Grady stayed quiet, he toweled dry my body and dressed me.

Then I looked at Percy he was holding the twins, one with a sling and the other one safely tucked in his arm.

"Come here, I'm so sorry, mommy was tired, baby." I was still tired, I was about to take Logan from Percy when he told me to rest. "Grady, tucked her in, I already called reinforcement, they should be here in an hour."

"But Logan's hungry," I pouted, reaching out my hands to the angry baby while Grady ushered me onto the bed.

"Rest, mom and dad will stay here until we find their nannies."

"I should be able to do this, people do this all the time without nannies. I'm not good at being a mom." I whined and let Grady tuck me into bed, my eyes were so hot from all the late nights and now crying. I kept on trying to open them, but the pillow smells so nice and Grady was pulling me in his arms and I was out like a light in seconds.

My boobs hurt, they felt heavy when I finally woke up from a full bladder. The room was dark as I walked into the adjoining bathroom then I flipped on the lights and almost screamed when I looked at the mirror.

"Oh, my god." My hair was like a beehive and my eyes were puffy. I almost lost it when my breast milk leaked and sipped through my blouse.

I took a deep breath, "You can do this, Jacqueline." I whispered trying to convince myself before taking the well-needed pee break. I continued to wash my face, brushed my teeth, quickly changed my bra, and slipped on my nursing pads. I put on my leave-in conditioner and brushed my hair, somehow making my strands tame enough before I walked out of the master bedroom.

I went to the nursery needing to nurse my babies feeling my breasts were leaking, and that was where I saw them. "Mom, dad, you shouldn't have... but I'm so glad you came." I hugged Lena and Clark, while they looked so happy holding baby Hudson and Logan. The mini-twins were sleeping, and Lena told me it was a good time to use my breasts pump each time they fell asleep.

"I did it with my twins and got Clark to buy another freezer to stock my breast milk. Come on..." she put Logan in his crib and then ushered me out of the nursery, while her husband kept on holding baby Hudson in his arms. The man looked so content with his life and that made me smile.

I wished my parents were not such a mess, well my dad was out of the picture since he killed himself and my mom was supposedly licking her wounds back at her mom's, my grandmother, whom I've yet to meet. Grady said he was keeping an eye on my mom and he was told that she was doing okay, better now that she started seeing a psychiatrist. Turns out knowing that the one person she loved killed himself was the one thing that finally pushed her to want to get better. "You should take your break, each time the babies fall asleep you need to do your thing. Pump milk, sleep, shower, eat, read, sex,"

"Mommm!" I blushed knowing that having two husbands meant having double the pressure of sex after labor. Though fortunately, my men have been extra busy with work, and also with the babies. They didn't seem to notice that they haven't been having sex for weeks.

Four to six weeks that was what Dr. Mallory said after my last check-up and taking care of my contraceptive implant. I still have a couple of more weeks, honestly, I was feeling less and less sexy with each week after labor.

Lena giggled and told me all will be better once I get the hang of it. "I didn't use a nanny back then, but I'm not telling you that you shouldn't. I don't want you to be overwhelmed, do what you think is best for you." She kissed me on the cheek and helped me with my breast pump, put on my nursing cover, and then she told me to sit on the sofa and catch up on my reads.

"I'll make us some tea, stay there, I'll get the snacks and we'll talk."

It was a wonderful quiet afternoon, I forgot all about my sore nipples. The babies were happily fed with my breast milk using their bottles. For the first time since they got back from the hospital! "Mom, I love you. I love you. I love you! you're a miracle worker."

She laughed telling me no wonder I was so strung out. "It's all about timing, Jacqueline. You will learn to manage your time, just take it easy, and we will stay. I will guide you, women have been doing this since the beginning of time. You're not the only one who struggled."

I was rocking baby Hudson to sleep while Lena was singing her lullaby to baby Logan, and grandpa Clark was napping in front of the TV.

"Baby Hudson's asleep you can put him back on the crib. Go, take a long bath and pamper yourself. Remember, take these little time gaps. Here, take the baby monitor for extra peace of mind."

"Have I told you that I love you?"

"You have, probably for the dozenth time this afternoon." She laughed softly and kissed my cheek, telling me to hurry, and back to reminding me of the little time gaps.

After a relaxing bath, I did feel better. I put on my body lotion and have the time to do my nails and face care, then when I emerged from the master bedroom I feel like I can tackle the world. I haven't felt this good since I was back from the hospital with the mini twins.

I have time to order dinner for everyone and then greeted my babies. I was breastfeeding baby Logan when Grady and Percy walked into the living room looking deliciously handsome still in their designer suits.

"Mmm... you smell nice," Percy was the first one who greeted me with a kiss on the lips. He chuckled when I blushed knowing I was still uncomfortable with kissing in front of their parents.

Within seconds, Grady made me full-on tomato when he pressed his lips on mine after Percy took baby Hudson from his arms. Lena was busy plating our dinner and Clark sipped his cup of coffee in between having a conversation with his wife. "How's today?" Grady asked after pulling away from our kiss.

"Shockingly better, so much better that I think we should talk about our nanny issue."

"Yeah? how so?" Percy joined us on the living room sofa after he kiss baby Hudson and sit next to me while Grady took a seat on my other side.

"I want to try this, for a while. I mean if your parents wouldn't mind staying for a couple of more days, maybe a week just to get me started? Mom and I talked and she gave me tips with the babies, and I had a long bath, did my nails, even managed to do some body care." I relaxed back when Grady pulled me to his chest.

"I'm glad to hear that. Go on..." Grady urged after giving me a quick peck on my temple.

"I grew up with nannies, wishing it was my mom who took care of me. I don't want my childhood to reflect on my children. I... I didn't want to become my mom."

"Princess, you're not your mother, you know that right?"

"I know, and I want to try to be better for our kids."

"We love you, we will support your decision. But you will tell us when it becomes too much okay?" Grady kissed me again.

"Thank you."

Lena and Clark stayed in the nicest guestroom. I reminded myself to have the maids clean the room for them and tend to their needs, thinking they will surely be closely involved in our kids' future and I like having them near rather than them going back and forth every couple of days. Over dinner, we talked and they agreed to stay for as long as I needed and I love them so much more because of that.

The babies were fast asleep and I cuddled between my husbands. Baby monitor perched on the side table. It was the perfect day, I haven't felt that relaxed in weeks.

"I love your parents, we should make a studio for dad. I want them to feel as comfortable as they can."

Percy smiled at me, "You just want to make sure he stayed longer."

"Yeah, we should remodel one of the rooms and make sure it's to his liking, the finest art supply he'd need. I needed them. And we should stock the fridge, your mom mentioned that she'd like to cook lunch tomorrow."

They both laughed but agreed to my words. "I'll get Silvia to order Groceries for tomorrow." Grady swiftly typed on his phone then put it aside.

"We're doing this, we can do this," I whispered closing my eyes, wrapping their hands with mine, resting on Percy's chest, and letting Grady spoons me from behind.

"We are..." Grady kissed my shoulder.

"We love you," Percy whispered while kissing my forehead.

"I love you both..." I mumbled while sleeping thinking I finally have my happy ending.