There wasn't much I could do though as was proven by the fact that she'd found me and once again destroyed something I loved. I told myself that that was the last thing she'd ever take away from me, my marriage. I'd spend my life protecting my darling babies from her even if it cost me that very life. I'd go down fighting.
I thought of Cadmus everyday. Each time I looked at my sons beautiful faces I saw him. It was amazing how much of him I found in my sons when there was hardly any of me in them . I'm the one who'd carried them after all, and yet, they were their daddy's image.
With each month going, I fell in love with my little beans more and more each day. Then one day I realized that I couldn't hide them away with me, that they needed light and sunshine. I rebelled at the thought of raising them the way I had been, at denying them the natural pleasures of life. Things that should be enjoyed by all humans but had been denied me in the most formative years of my life. They were now almost eleven months old and I hadn't taken them out anywhere else.
So I decided that I will take small steps and leave my fears behind for my sons as well as my work and I decided to order for them
a twin stroller and twin baby carrier so I could take them out without any problems.