Having a baby for the second time, Josephine realises quickly this fall, is much better than the first.
Not only does she now live in a house with a supportive husband, she also finds that people tend to refrain from giving her all sorts of advice and “helpful suggestions” about how to take care of her son. It’s like everyone around her suddenly counts on her to know what she’s doing and if not, to figure it out on her own.
Leonard isn’t much different from Imogen, or from most babies for that matter. He eats often, sleeps a lot and wants to be close to her. She can do that.
Tim adores their son and can spend hours walking around with him in the house, talking about the walls and the trees and other nonsense that Leonard seems to enjoy listening to. Finally got a decent audience, Tim jokes sometimes. Josephine assumes there’s some truth in it, though. She can feel the same way, supposes a lot of parents do at times.
Overall, parenting feels less stressful now than it once did. The dark cloud over their heads these days are their loans that keep ticking like little clocks, the interest growing day by day since they can hardly afford to pay back more than the minimum amount each month. Her dad can’t help either, he’s in the same boat with three kids and one income. Tim tries to reassure her by telling her they’ll have time to devote themselves to their careers later, that they will get the finances under control, that one day they will be able to take the kids on vacation somewhere nice without fretting. She wants to believe him, she really does.
Currently she’s mostly trying to keep down the costs by doing inexpensive or completely free activities during the days. The family center, for example, where you can bring your own lunch and just hang out with others. Leonard is too young to care, of course, but she likes it there, finds it soothing to be around others in her specific situation.
One day she runs into Michael Smith and for a fraction of a second it feels as though time has stood still since they last saw each other. Except it hasn’t, not in any sense of the word.
She had been in love with him. Very much so, even, had struggled with how strongly she’d felt about them even if she always knew he wasn’t that kind of man – part of her had been hurt as she learned he got married and now has two kids because she had used that not-the-marrying-kind image of him to get over him in the first place. And then he went and became that guy. With someone else. It had wounded her pride.
These days, however, she feels no such thing as she meets his gaze. It might be the place – the family center is a pretty unsexy environment to begin with, doesn’t exactly ooze with raw sexuality – but it’s more about where she is, at the moment.
Josephine is happy. And she can be generous enough to be happy for others, as well. Even ex-lovers, despite having spent considerable hours daydreaming about how they’d get married and have a suburban lifestyle together.
“Good to see you,” she says instead. “It’s been ages!”
“Really has,” Michael agrees. “I heard you got married.”
“Ditto.” She grins. “Still can’t believe it, though.”
“Well, me neither, most days.”
She hugs him goodbye and wishes him well, tells him they’ll keep in touch but they both know that last bit is a lie. They haven’t come that far. They probably never will, she knows that as the touch, the physical nearness of him makes her skin tingle a little.
There are some people that will always strike a chord in you; there are some people you will never truly be over.
So you have to walk away.
Life is busy enough without distractions.
Whenever Leo sleeps, Josephine tries her best to spend time with Imogen who’s growing up so fast it’s almost scary.
She’s a creative kid, full of stories and adventure and she still plays with her toys when nobody’s watching even if she’s approaching that age where some of her classmates now have decided it’s too childish.
Most of all she loves to paint and draw and claims she wants to do that for a living, growing up.
She’s also happy to help out around the house and often tend to their garden for a few simoleons extra every week – not that they have many to spare, but Jospehine still wants to teach her daughter the importance of earning money and saving it.
Tim wants another child at some point, he’s made that clear from the beginning, and Josephine agrees though she feels more than ready to be done with the baby years already. She wants to work, advance in her career and devote time and energy outside of the home so when she unexpectedly finds herself pregnant just a few months after giving birth she’s oddly relieved.
Sure, it might be stressful with two kids so close, but it also means they will be done afterwards.
“If that’s how you want to do it, then I’m all in,” Tim says when she tells him.
Josephine nods, eager to rush into her future.
* These two have double loans and a net worth of 800 simoleons, which is very little even by my sim standards. 🙂
* Josephine is due in the summer of 4013 and I’m really hoping for a girl with Tim’s genes, but that’s probably not going to happen.
* IRL I’ve had a lot on my plate lately but also been deep, deep into some MMOs. Then I got this sudden craving to sim, so here I am, wrapping up this round and plotting the next. Nothing quite like returning to the sims after months away.