Chapter 38

Dante's POV
We spent time together, talking about the little things we would do once our babies were home. We also discussed how each person’s role in nurturing and caring for them would help make things work.
As we talked, I could see Aurora’s spirit grow. Her strength and perseverance were inspiring. And while this journey may be challenging, I was confident that we would get through it all with love and support from each other.
Facing the days ahead as a family was what I was most looking forward to. We will learn, grow, and find beauty in it—all while building a love that will always be there for our children.
“Let’s name them. I suggest Roland, Ronald, and Roline. These three names are anagrams and mean hardworking and diligent,” I said excitedly, feeling proud to be able to give the names to our three babies.
Our firstborn was a boy, followed by a second boy, and then the last baby girl. When I said those names, it felt like there was a positive energy flowing between us.
“What do you think, Aurora?” I asked, looking at her with hope.
Aurora smiled, and her eyes lit up. “That’s a great idea, Dante. Those names are beautiful and have deep meanings. I like them!” she replied, looking enthusiastic.
“And we can call them cute nicknames like Roland, Ronald, and Roline,” I added, trying to give a more cheerful and familiar impression.
“Right! That would be fun,” Aurora replied. “Maybe each of them has their own characteristics, but still connected by the same names.”
When I saw Aurora starting to feel more cheerful and excited, my heart felt warm. This was one of our defining moments, as we took an important step in our journey—giving our three little ones their own identities.
“I think we are ready to welcome them with these names, and we will continue to give them love and a good education,” I said as I held her hand.
After our conversation, I could feel a sense of peace within us. With the names they would carry for the rest of their lives, we were ready to embark on our journey of parenthood with optimism and hope.
As I looked at our three newborns, I felt grateful to be able to share this precious moment with Aurora. With each step we take forward, I am confident that we will give them our best, and our love and bond as a family will only grow stronger.
Aurora’s POV
After a week in the hospital, I was finally able to go home with my three babies. This moment felt very special, but at the same time, it was also nerve-wracking. As a new mother, I didn’t feel ready to hold them. So, I decided to let my mom, Dante, and the babysitter hold them for now.
Even though I tried to learn to walk normally, there was still pain and discomfort from the cesarean section that I had just undergone. Slowly, I started to walk, feeling mixed happiness in my heart. I still couldn't believe that I was now a mother.
When we finally arrived home, a warm atmosphere greeted us. "Welcome to our home again, Aurora," Dante said with a big smile. Seeing her face full of happiness made me feel calmer.
I smiled again, feeling new hope in my chest. "Thank you, Dante. It feels like a dream to be back home with them." My heart was shaking, but I tried to keep my face calm.
Carefully, I walked deeper into the house, watching the three babies sleeping soundly in the arms of my mother and the babysitter. "They look so cute and sweet," I said, unable to hold back my emotion as I looked at their little faces.
"I know, right? They are the fruits of our love," Dante replied, injecting a sense of optimism. "We will raise them with love."
As we set up our home, I felt great support from Dante and those closest to us. My family was here to help us through every step of the way. I realized that even though this journey had just begun, I had everything I needed to give my three babies the best.
Together with Dante, we shared responsibilities and experimented with new things. We would face every challenge that came our way by supporting each other. With love and passion, we would create a happy home for our babies.
“Let’s enjoy every moment, Aurora. Every laugh, every cry, every breath they take,” he said, and I knew that this was the beginning of a very meaningful adventure in our lives.
As time went by, I began to feel more comfortable breastfeeding my three babies even though there was still a burning sensation at the tip of my breast. This process turned out to require quite an adjustment, but I was determined to give them the best. Seeing them suckle greedily gave me a special joy in my heart.
“That’s the struggle of a mother. That’s why heaven is under the soles of your feet because being a mother is not easy,” my mother said wisely. I could feel the experience and love in every word he expressed.
Although I felt proud to be able to breastfeed them, the fact that I lost a lot of sleep at night when the babies cried was also a challenge. The need for babies to nurse regularly kept me awake, but I knew that this was part of the sacrifice of being a mother.
However, I was grateful that my milk supply was abundant and met all of their needs. I felt relieved knowing that all three of our babies were receiving good nutrition. With every feeding opportunity, even in difficult times, I was reminded of how precious it all was.
When night fell and our three babies woke up, their cries broke the silence. Although sometimes tired, when I saw their faces, all the tiredness and distress seemed to disappear. Every time I heard our babies seeking to nurse, my heart filled with joy.