Chapter Nine

Although I am still quite young, I believe I have lived a very full life. So much has happened over the years, that I am still trying to believe my fairy tale of a life even happened.

I have accomplished my life time goal: to know every recipe out there. I don't know how I did it, but I have gone through all the recipe books I could find, and constantly watched SimFood Network to learn more. Now it seems as though all of the episodes are re-runs or remakes of recipes!

Although, I have not spent my life just sitting in front of the TV and reading books, mind you. I have five- yes, five- beautiful children that I have raised with the help of my father and my wonderful husband. He still wants more, but I'm not too sure. Our house is full as it is!!

First, we had Rosemary and Ambrosia, who I've already mentioned before. I have not written since then, because this house has been far too crazy!! Shortly after Ambrosia had learned how to walk, I found I was pregnant again. It seems that way with all of them. As soon as one learned their basic skills, I was pregnant again. So, I will take this opportunity to introduce you to them all.


First, as you already know, is Rosemary. She is a very sweet girl who has been helpful with the other children since she became a teenager. She wants to be a five-star chef one day. I'm secretly happy, because that means I can help teach her some recipes along the way!

Next, is Ambrosia. She was an extremely moody baby, but has calmed down quite a bit! She is still in high school, and doesn't know what she wants to do with her life. That's okay though, because I know she will soon figure it all out.

Sage comes next. He just started high school, and already knows he wants to be a surgeon. He always told me as a child that there are so many herbs out there that can help heal people who are sick. I hope he's able to find cures for some things with herbs when he gets older.

The fourth child is little Chamomile, or Cammie. She is just starting school today. My little girl is all grown up now. It's so hard to believe. She loves to play with her doll house and try to be just like her older sisters.

Finally, we have Curry. He is still a toddler who just learned all of his basic skills, so he still has some misses to the potty every once in a while. We have had to go and buy him a potty to have in his room. He is my sweet little baby, and I don't know what I'm going to do with myself once he is old enough to start school. I honestly don't remember a time when there wasn't a baby in the house.

Maybe one more will be okay..I don't know. Maybe I'll find some time to relax without children there during the day. Who knows? My time as heiress is over, and it's time to choose a new child to take over. I know I'm not perfect, and I did not run this house as perfect as I probably should have, but I did the best I can. I can say, however, that this house is full of love, and I hope that passes on through my children.

Chapter Eight

Very early in the morning, I awoke to labor pains. My cries woke Jake up, who immediately grabbed a bag that was already packed, ready to go to the hospital. Jake drove a little faster than he probably should have, but we managed to get to the hospital just in the nick of time. We had wanted the sex of the baby to be a surprise, and we were hoping for a little boy.
I was in labor for over half of the day, but it was totally worth it. We were able to come home a few hours later with our brand new baby girl. Meet Rosemary Savory- all 7 lbs 2oz. of her. We fed her a bottle and put her to bed, as she seemed as exhausted as I from all the work we had just done. Although she is not the boy that we wanted, she is everything I could ask for. She is the apple of my eye.
Little did I know it, however, that as we were putting Rosie to bed that Mom was leaving us.
She seemed almost ready to go when she met Death.
Everyone else on the other hand, was not. I mean, I had just had my first child. She was never going to get to know my wonderful mom, her grandmother. What was I going to do? I was hoping to look to her for all of my answers on raising a child. How was I going to do this? Could I even do this now that she is gone?
Dad, understandably, was taking Mom's death harder than anyone else. She was the love of his life. Now, she's gone. She wasn't even 80 years old for Plumbob's sake! He hadn't even received gray hair. They were supposed to grow old together. Now, it seems, that everything has changed.
The years went by, and it seemed as though we all were finally getting over Mom's death. Rosie celebrated her birthday, and she turned into quite the cutie. She has my eyes, and I believe my mouth. Other than that, though, she has all of Jake's features.However, we still wanted a baby boy. We felt that Rosie was old enough to try for another baby, and soon found that we were expecting another baby. The months practically flew by. Dad took over the garden, Jack and Frenchie were busy working, and I was staying at home writing novels from time to time and taking care of little Rosie, and going over the pregnancy book Jack had bought me all those years ago.
I was playing with the dolls with Rosemary when I felt those all too familiar pangs in my abdomen. I rushed to the hospital with Jack and came home with Ambrosia at 7 and a half pounds.
I just hope that with Jake and French Toast working, and Dad working on the garden, that I can take care of these two little ones practically by myself. Jack is also considered an elder now, but that isn't stopping him from working. He wants to continue to build the family fund so our two beautiful girls can live a comfortable life growing up and not have to worry about a thing.

Chapter Seven

My two brothers moved out shortly after their birthday. I am sure it is a relief on my parents as there won't be so many mouths to feed. Though I am sure the twins will be stopping by quite periodically as they are poor college kids!!
I'm sorry. I haven't properly introduced myself! I am Milk Savory, though I'm sure you have already heard about me through my parents. A lot has happened lately, and I feel as now, more than ever, I need to stay off my feet.You see, about a year ago, I met the most amazing person ever. His name is Jake, and he is my best friend. I went to the park one evening to get some fresh air. The house, even though it's big, can get pretty stuffy when you live with your parents. So, I was having a pleasant stroll when I saw him. I knew I had to walk up and introduce myself. We talked for hours. It felt as if I had known him for forever! As the months went along, we started getting closer and closer. Our relationship blossomed, and he proposed to me! Naturally I said yes, and we had a private wedding right then and there, because we just could not wait.He's very family oriented, so I was ecstatic when he told me he wanted to move into the house and live with my parents. He was also very willing to take my last name, which was very surprising as the woman is usually the one who takes the man's name; not the other way around! A few months went by, and all of a sudden I heard a THUMP come from my parents room. Worried, I ran to to find my father lying on the floor in his undies!After I finally got him to wake up, he told me that he had seen Grandma and that it scared the lights out of him! He was going to wash some clothes when he saw her and everything went falling along with him. I'm starting to wonder if old age is starting to get to him. Grandma has been dead for a while now, and everyone knows ghosts are just childrens' horror stories.A few months later, I was beginning to get sick. A lot. It was awful. I couldn't understand what had come over me. No one else was sick. Jake was very supportive and even made me some chicken noodle soup. (It wasn't as good as Dad's, but don't say anything!)
A couple weeks later, though, I found out exactly what the problem was.
Now, Jake is doing everything for me from going to the bookstore to buy pregnancy books to cleaning the entire house. What would I do without him?