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FALLEN 2~Through Tragedy To Triumph	By : DieselsKitty Category: Individual Celebrities > Vin Diesel Views: 2063 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Vin Diesel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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After talking it over with Vin I booked the Gardens. Next on the list was guest lists, caterers, and the wedding party. The guest list was worked on in several sections. Vin has his Mom working out a list for the family, his list includes friends and colleagues. Then there was my guest list. Three hundred and twelve potential guests in the end. I ordered the invitations as soon as finalized the list.

My half of the wedding party consisted of, Angie, the maid of honor, two bridesmaids and a glower girl. Angie and I started shopping for their dresses early on but had no success until the day the invitations arrived. We decided on white, silk chiffon, spaghetti strapped dresses for the bridesmaids. They were embroidered with gold flowers and beads. A scarf which they would wear draped across the arms was also white and printed with the same pattern. The maid of honor’s dress was the same with the exception of a longer hem and it was strapless. Jordan my niece would be the flower girl and the dress we chose for her was worthy of a little bride. White, with a spaghetti strapped corset bodice and a tulle skirt. She is going to be so pretty.

We’d been to seven dress shops before we found them. I had to have one dressed shipped to the shops store in Miami so Chereese could be fitted. Mrs. Delora was home with the kids and a stack of unopened invitations. When I arrived home we put Mark and Miracle to bed and got started. They needed only to be assembled, stamped and mailed. One in morning, we were nearing the two hundred mark and I was running on E.

“Why don’t we turn in now? We can finish the tomorrow.” Mrs. Delora suggested.

“Yeah, I have to see Dr. Grier tomorrow. I asked Mia to come over and sit with Mark and Miracle so you could come with me if you like. I am scheduled to have another ultrasound tomorrow.” I said, stretching.

“I would love to.” She said.

I dragged myself from the chair and boxed up the invites we finished for the mailman in the morning. Then I went up to my room, stripped down to my bares, poured myself into bed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

I sat up in bed groggy at seven a.m. when I felt myself being beat up from the inside out.

“What wrong with this kid?” I asked myself as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed.

Since, the first day I felt him move, he’s been waking me up no later then seven thirty. His little body maybe still developing but his internal clock is in perfect working condition. I slid out of bed and went into the bathroom. As I stood at the sink brushing my teeth, my cell phone began to ring. I walked out into the bedroom and started looking for my purse. Surprisingly my cellular was laying on the bed. It was the caterer calling. We were having a problem deciding what type of fish, to offer along with the chicken as an entree choice during the reception. I’d actually had no preference but I told him I would talk it over with Vin and I hadn’t gotten around to it.

“I’ll call you once, I have talked to my husband.” I assured him. “I jwokewoke up and I have an appointment with my obstetrician in an hour. I am going to have to call you back.”

Just as he started to rattle off types and prices per pound. Vin rang in on my other line.

“Listen, that’s my husband on the other line. I will talk to him and call you sometime this afternoon with a definite answer about the fish.”

When I got to his call on the other line his voice was extremely calming to me.

“I see my boy is still waking you up early.” He said.

“That he is.” I said.

“How are you feeling?” He asked.

“Exhausted but we got the girls dresses, your mom and I are almost done with the invitations and caterer is booked. Now we just have to decided what kind of fish to pair with the chicken.” I said.

“Your doing to much. You haven’t forgotten your appointment with the doctor today have you.” He said.

“Can’t be because if I was doing too much it would all be done.” I replied as I moved around preparing for my shower. “I feel like I just got into bed and already I am up and on my way to the doctor’s office. I didn’t forget.”

“How are Mark and Miracle?” He asked.

“Mark and Miracle are fine. Your Mom has been with them a lot while I have been handling the planning. I am hoping to get to spend some time with them today after this appointment and before I go for my dress fitting.” I said.

“Is that the shower I hear running?” He asked.

“Yes baby, I am sorry but I have to go. I have a little over an hour to get dressed and make to Dr. Grier’s office. I love you so much!!” I said and gave him a telephone kiss.

“I love you too.” He said.

I flipped the phone closed, pulled off what little clothing I had on, hung my robe on the wall next to the door and stepped over into the shower. I let the warm water over me and relax a little bit of my tension away. It was hard when I had a to do list a mile long in my head. “Why did I decided to do this myself?” I pondered. “I should have just hired someone like everybody else does.” I cut off the water and reached outside of the shower for my robe that was no where to be found. It puzzled me because I was sure that I’d put it there. I read in a baby book that forgetfulness was common during pregnancy but I feel like I am losing my mind. As I reached for one of the towels hanging in the bathroom for decoration, I heard my Vin’s brassy baritone voice ask, “Are you looking for this?”
I looked over my shoulder and there he was standing in the doorway. Still wet I walked over and smothered him with kisses.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

“I couldn’t stay way any longer. I needed to see my babies so I told them they’d have to do it without me.” He said wrapping my bath robe around me. “Look at my belly.”

“Your belly?” I asked. “You wanna carry it around for awhile?”

He just smiled. We stood there embracing one another until the sound of four curious little feet came stomping into the room.

“Da-Da.” Miracle screamed and took off running in his direction.

“Hey little Mama.” He said scooping her up int his arms. “Give Daddy some kisses.”

She puckered up her little lips and kissed him straight away. She was tickled pink to see him. Mark stood off to the side, sucking his bottle until Vin beckoned him over. He was always so moody in the morning. Reminded me a lot of myself.

“You guys ready to get some breakfast.” He said putting Miracle down. “I will see you downstairs.” He kissed me then took them both by the hand and led them out of the room.

I moved slowly around the room getting dressed. I just wasn’t getting enough rest and I’d also been having a few contractions. Just braxton hicks I am sure. I’d been wearing lots of dresses because to put anything else on at this point was just too much work. Thong flip-flops had become my new best friend. I missed my figure, I missed jeans, mini’s and lord knows I missed all the beautiful shoes in my closet. I also found it a little hard to believe that once again I would be married looking like the twenty ton wonder but why fret over such small things. It will be worth it when I peer into my little baby’s eyes.

All dressed I head down for a quick nibble before I have to run. I called Mia, told her she didn’t have to come over because Vin would be with the twins and Mrs. Delora and I headed out. My appointment with Dr. Grier came and went pretty quickly. Mrs. Delora was so excited to see the baby moving during the ultrasound.

“Would you like to know the sex?” She asked.

“No we are gonna wait.” I said.

“Have you been having any contractions?” She asked.

“A few this morning but other then that it’s been fine.” I replied.

“That normal. Your baby’s pretty big. Just about seven pounds already.” She said. “I am thinking we maybe your due date should be adjusted but we will play it by ear.”

“Seven pounds. I jenteentered my third trimester. That can’t be right.” I said.

“Well sometimes we calculate wrong our last cycle but you said your son was eight pounds when he was born. He was a twin and had to share his support so you’re probably just going to have a big baby. That’s the least of your worries so don’t let it bother you.” She assured me.

Since Vin was home I called the dress shop and arranged to come in early for my fitting. This was my second and the first time anyonuld uld see my gown other then myself. It was Satin, with an Empire waste. Off the shoulder sleeves, with a grand cathedral train and an A-line, split skirt. Accented with crystals and beads. They are going to have to make alterations on the dress because of my steady growing belly but as of right now everything was fitting into it nice and neat. My final fitting which would be two weeks before the wedding would determine how much would change exactly.
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