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Chapter 112
A couple of weeks later, Thursday afternoon
I can't believe how time flies! The babies are growing incredibly fast and they don't need our attention 24 hours a day anymore. They take a long nap every afternoon, and after I've fed them I lay them next to eachother in the living room. They play with their hands and feet, and with eachother and the teddies. Well, playing� it's more grabbing things and putting it in their mouths.
So now we've got more time to ourselves. Dunk had planned to stay home longer, but I know he missed working, so I told him to go back to work. He only works 3 days a week though, because on Tuesday we take the twins to baby swimming, and on Friday one of us has to do grocery shopping and stuff like that. In the morning I usually go out for a walk with the twins. The fresh air is healthy for them, and I truly enjoy the walks. I go to the park and often meet other mothers with babies or kids. It's really useful to swap stories, especially since none of our friends have children yet.
And now for the first time I don't have to do anything the whole afternoon. Well, except changing nappies of course. It feels like I'm getting my own life back. I walk around the house a bit and come across some of Duncan's tapes. It's a collection of performances and tv-shows of Blue. I smile to myself when I see the guys fooling around somewhere backstage. It seems sooo long ago that I was there with them! We were always fighting and teasing eachother, I had to rescue Dunk several times when Lee went crazy. Or Dunk had to rescue me�
I take another tape, some kind of home video, made on Sy's birthday. I'm on it too, together with Dunk. Sometimes we're doing different things, but we always go back to eachother for a secret kiss, a whispered word, or just a smile. We were so in love back than! I realize that I haven't spent any time on Dunk anymore since we have the babies. Of course we've been together a lot, taking care of Angel and Robin, but I can't remember the last time we spent some quality time together. I can't even remember the last time I told him I love him! Suddenly I miss him terribly and a shiver runs down my spine.
I turn off the tv and go to the kitchen, after making sure the twins are alright. I'm gonna make Dunk's favorite pasta for tonight! When it's ready I play with the babies until Dunk comes home. After a while I hear the front door open and I go to the hallway.
"Hiya babe," Dunk gives me a kiss and wants to walk on. I grab his arm and pull him back for a real kiss.
"Wow! What did I do to deserve that?" he smiles and takes my hands.
"I love you Dunk."
"I know. I love you too Iris," he smiles and I give him another kiss.
"I'm sorry I've neglected you for so long," I say softly.
"Babe, the twins needed your attention. You haven't neglected me. But there is someone else you neglected," he says and leads me upstairs. I wonder what he means! He puts me in front of the big mirror in our bedroom and stands behind me.
"You've neglected yourself," he wraps his arms around my waist and looks at me in the mirror.
"When's the last time you went to the hairdresser? And look at this," he lifts up my shirt a bit and points at my jeans. I'm wearing a belt because otherwise it will fall right off my ass. I'm much thinner than before I got pregnant, because the twins took a lot of my energy and because I breastfeed them.
"You need new clothes. And what about this?" he takes my hand and stretches my fingers. "You always had beautiful painted nails."
I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck.
"First take care of yourself. After that you can start thinking of me," he smiles and gives me a kiss. He goes downstairs and leaves me standing there, confused.
My cell phone starts to ring. "Yeah?"
"Hi, it's Patty."
"Oh. Hi," I say absentmindedly.
"How are you?"
"Fine, fine," I mumble.
"Fine? You don't sound fine! What's up?" she calls out. I tell her what happened.
"What do you think of it?" I ask her.
"Well, Dunk's right of course. First you need to pay some attention to yourself," she says immediately.
"Oh."
"Hey, is Dunk home tomorrow?" she asks.
"Yeh."
"Well, what do you think of going to a hairdresser tomorrow afternoon, and after that we'll get you a manicure. And Saturday I'll take you out shopping," she says excited.
"But the babies�" I protest.
"The babies will be okay. Dunk can take care of them tomorrow afternoon, it's only a couple of hours. You don't even have to feed them in such a short time. And I'm sure that Lee will keep Dunk company Saturday," she interrupts me.
"But the feeding�"
"You got a breast pump, right? It's time you start using it!" she calls out.
"Oh. Well. Okay, I'll ask Dunk if he's okay with it," I say hesitating.
"Of course he's okay with it. I'll make an appointment for you at the hairdresser. I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon. Be ready, and no excuses!"
"Okay, see you tomorrow. Bye," I grin.
"Bye."
"Who was that?" Dunk asks curious when I walk down the stairs.
"Patty."
He looks at me expectantly. He knows I told her everything, I always do.
"She thinks you're right. She wants to take me to a hairdresser and get me a manicure tomorrow afternoon, and she wants to take me shopping on Saturday."
"Great!" he calls out enthusiastic.
"What? Do you want me out of here or something?" I raise my eyebrows.
"No, no, of course not. But you deserve some time for yourself," he says hastily. I grin and poke his belly.
"Let's have dinner, I'm starving. And I saw you cooked my favorite," he puts his arm around my shoulder and leads me to the kitchen.
We take the pasta and the plates and everything to the living room, where we can watch the twins. They always seem to enjoy dinner time, because than we spend a whole hour talking to them. After dinner I feed them and than we put them to bed. Back downstairs Dunk beckons me to sit down on the couch next to him.
"It still bothers you, doesn't it?" he says softly. "I didn't reject you, I just want to make sure you don't forget yourself. You're the most important in my life, so I want to take good care of you," he strokes my cheek.
"You're the most important to me, that's why I�" I start.
"Ssht," he smiles and gives me a tender kiss. "Come here my little wifey," he spreads his arms out at me.
I sit down on his lap and he wraps his arms tightly around me.
