1.12- Safety First

Time flew by in the McClure household and Byron was already a toddler. Adam and Dina were so proud of how clever he was and wanted time to slow down. It seemed that he was growing up way too fast and they didn’t want to miss out on anything. He was an angelic toddler and was always well-behaved. Byron loved moving around and, once he learned to walk, there was no stopping him.

Adam and Dina wanted to celebrate their son’s birthday and decided to invite some Sims over for a Dinner Party. Adam spent most of the day preparing the food for the night and Dina invited Nina and Katrina over. Adam also wanted the nanny to join them as Byron had grown very fond of him. Jaxton was overjoyed with the invitation and wasted no time getting to know Katrina. She may have been an older woman, but Jaxton was beginning to feel very attracted to her. Move aside, Donny boy.

When Adam was getting Byron ready for bed, Katrina joined Nina and Dina at the dining table. “I just don’t understand, Dina.” her mother looked angry. “When you girls were little, I raised you both all on my own. I had no help. You have a husband and yet you employed a nanny. Why on earth did you have a baby if you can’t even look after him?”

Dina was furious. “Of course we can look after him! We love Byron and would do anything for him. But we also need to work in order to be able to feed him and keep a roof over his head. Adam and I decided that it would be safer for Byron if we employed someone who was recommended by the council, rather than send him to a daycare centre in a town that is riddled with crime.” Nina tried her best not to get involved and grabbed herself a second helping of Garden Salad.

“Are you saying that I wasn’t a good parent because I sent you to that daycare?” Katrina accused. Dina raised her hands. “Of course not! But that was so long ago and Oasis Springs was a safe place to live then.” Katrina stood up. “I have to go. I can’t deal with this right now. Thank Adam for the invitation.” She walked away, leaving Dina and Nina sitting in stunned silence.

Adam tried to distract Byron from the angry words that were being exchanged in the dining room. He was trying not to eavesdrop, but the walls were thin and he could hear every word that was being said.

“And then Princess Plumbob crawled into her princess bed and looked out of her window at the beautiful stars that were twinkling in the night sky. What an amazing day it has been, she said. And she drifted off into a deep sleep.”

He looked down at his little boy who was rubbing his eyes. “Your turn,” he smiled, picking him up and putting him into his bed.

Dina walked in as Adam pulled the blankets up. “Can I tuck him in tonight?” she whispered. As Adam looked up at his wife, he noticed she had been crying. He smiled and stepped back. Dina finished pulling the blankets up and tucked the edges into the mattress before placing a kiss on her son’s forehead. “Goodnight, my little man. I love you.”

When she stood back up, Adam put his hand on her shoulder. “Don’t let anyone make you feel like you are a bad mother. You’re an amazing mother.” She turned around and wrapped her arms around him. “She’s just so impossible to please.” she sobbed into his shirt and he held her tighter.

It didn’t take long for Adam to cheer Dina up. He had a knack for that. He just wished he knew how to stop her mother from making her feel bad. There was so much negativity whenever she came over and he was getting sick of it. Even when Dina told her she was pregnant, she was only concerned about how she would look. Adam wasn’t sure whether he should talk to her about it, or whether that would be crossing a line.

As they sat on the couch, staring into each other’s eyes, all their stress seemed to fade away. They really were a match made in heaven.

Published by Annie Reid

Writer and Simmer

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