I'm thinking of making this the third and final story in this series, but I want to make it longer too! I know that your all DYING to know what the boys will be like as they grow up and if Micheal and Maria have anymore kids...give me your ideas- keep going or make this the last one...

Life as I knew it changed. I wasn't Liz's wacky side-kick or spazzy friend. I wasn't hurricane Deluca anymore. I wasn't just Maria Deluca. I finally found my purpose in life. Watching my 3 little baby boys grow. I know that they are only 3 months old, but I can't help to wonder what their first words will be, when they are gonna crawl or walk, when they're gonna go to preschool...

"Ria? Are you gonna come to bed or stare at them all night?" Micheal peeked his head in the doorway of the nursery. "You barely sleep, baby, and it's not good. You're suppose to sleep when they sleep, your mom said so."

"I know, I know. They are just so cute, Micheal," I say and feel his arms wrap around me. We stayed there for a few more minutes; watching them as if they would wake and do something, say something. "I can't sleep anyway," I mumbled, leaning my head back against his shoulder.

"C'mon, mommy. Let's go to bed while we still can," Micheal kissed the side of my neck and led me out of the room. We slipped under the covers and I fell asleep as soon as my head hit Micheal's chest.

I woke up about 4 more times that night. Mostly to feed them and others to sing them back to sleep, and Micheal came with me everytime. No wonder he was complaining I never slept anymore, he always waited until I was asleep to fall asleep.

The next morning I actually felt a little refreshed; I had gotten almost 5 hours of sleep, a new record for the past couple of months. I eased myself from Micheal's arms, careful not to wake him, and went to make coffee.

When I came into our bedroom again, he wasn't there. I walked into the nursery and he was rocking baby Nathan. He looked mesmerized by the boy; like he was suprised he was one of the creators of such a beautiful child. I walked out of the room to let Micheal bond with the boys; I did enough bonding at 4 o'clock in the morning!

There was a knock at the door. I checked the clock and wondered who would be here at 10 o'clock in the morning. I opened it and squealed as softly as I could manage. "Lizzie!"

"Hey, Ria," she replied and I pulled her into a hug.

"What are you doing back from Boston? I thought you were going to stay there with Max for the holidays," I pulled back and led her into the living room, leaving the door open for Max to follow us in.

"Well, we were, but we missed our nephews so we decided to come and be here for their very first christmas," Liz answered and I moved over to Max to give him a big hug.

"Maria you look-"

"If the words 'stunningly beautiful' or 'dangerously sexy' are not about to leave your mouth and you value your life and your balls, I would stop talking," I said jokingly.

"Well, I was going to say 'drop dead gorgeous', but if it's gonna cost me all that then you look stunningly beautiful!" Max laughed.

"Yeah, but she's mine, Maxwell, so keep your dirty paws off her," Micheal entered the room with Nathan in his arms, Brandon and Mikey in the baby carrier on his chest. "Good to see you, Maxwell, Liz."

I went over to Micheal and took Nathan while Max and Liz held their hands out for Mikey and Brandon. The four of us talked about the things going on in our lives and passed around the boys. It was just like old times... except there were babies there.

Max and Liz had to go see their parents and they were off within an hour. I fed the boys again and bundled them up to head over to see Nana Amy. We got into our jetta, a 'baby shower' gift from my mother, and we headed over to the Valenti residence.

"Where are my grandsons?" Mom ran out of the house before we were out of the car. Jim was close behind followed by Kyle, who was home for the holidays also.

"Couldn't stand to wait another 10 seconds, Mom?" I asked with a grin as she opened the door and grabbed Brandon from his car seat.

"Of course not! Look at this adorable face!"

"Mom, I look at his adorable face every day. I look at his cute little butt, too," I joke getting Mikey from his carseat and we all shared a laugh.

"C'mon inside," Jim said leading the way.

Once inside, we said our proper hello's. I kissed Jim, Kyle, and my mother and we all sat down on the couch.

"Sooo. Now that you've had the kids, are you planning on getting married anytime soon?" Mom asked and Jim and I reacted at the same time.

"MOM!" "AMY!"

"What? I want to know! Is that so bad? I mean you really did it out of order! You're suppose to get married, find careers, and then THINK about kids!" Mom's sudden out burst made me mad. What right did she have to say any of that? She had me before she was married, and dad ran away. She didn't have a career when she had me!

"Mom, that is not any of your business! And who are you to say anything?" I said in a cold voice, but not loudly as to upset the boys. We just stared at each other, both fuming.

"Well, we really haven't discussed that, Amy, and I agree with Maria. It's our decision, not yours," Micheal said, as gently as possible, but I wished he had ripped her a new one like I had wanted to do.

"So...anyone hungry?" Kyle interupted the silence and I was greatful. Mom and Jim got up to fix dinner; which was eaten in silence. I couldn't stand to be there any longer and so we left soon after dinner, inviting Kyle over anytime to babysit.

"Can you believe her, Micheal?" He opened his mouth to speak, but I interupted him, pacing the living room. "What business does she have butting into our personal lives? I mean, she wasn't married when she had me and she didn't have a stable career either! I hate that she is trying to run my life!" I collapsed on the couch, anger draining from me. Micheal lifted my head and sat down, placing it on his lap. He started to massage my temples and I relaxed.

"Well, she only wants whats best for you, Ria. This wasn't what she had planned for you. She didn't like me from the beginning and now she KNOWS your stuck with me. And she just wants us to be married so that we aren't living in sin."

I could hear the grin in his words and I sat up. I climbed up on his lap. I cuddled into his chest and he wrapped his strong arms around me, kissing the top of my head. "What do you think about marriage, Micheal?"

Huh...what will Micheal think? FEEDBACK PLEASE!!!