...Sebastian POV...
It is absolute chaos this morning.
The big day has come.
Well, not today, but tomorrow morning the boys will be born.
Kati is wobbling around between the baby room and the bedroom, trying to find the two perfect outfits to wear. She cannot just pick one, so now she has picked three for each boy. What is supposed to be two overnight bags for the boys has now seemed to turn into four. She has doubled up on everything.
I have never seen her so panicked before. The girl needs to relax.
"Kati," I pull her gently by the arm, "Sit down for a minute; you are going to pass out."
"Sebastian, there is so much to do," she waves over to the four baby bags. "Those need to be packed."
"They are already packed," I frown at her. "What else do you want to put in there?"
"There are no nappies in." I watch as the bites on her bottom lips, trying to analyze where she is going to fit it.
