Wasn't Mommy in a Lot of Pain Last Night?

…I had wondered if I could explain how babies were made, but that didn’t mean I’d actually considered showing her for real.

For one thing, I couldn’t stand the thought of someone watching me do that, and even if I could, I had no desire to show it to a five-year-old.

Now that I was a mother, I wanted my daughters to remain ignorant of that for the rest of their lives. No matter how you looked at it, starting sex education at five was just wrong, even if it was early education.

It wasn’t just me; all mothers must feel the same. Parents naturally want their children to stay innocent, at least until they’re old enough to understand right from wrong.

My own mom had teased me a little about that sort of thing after I first had sex, but considering she’d never brought it up at all before high school, I knew I was right.

That was why we’d checked several times that the kids were properly asleep and made sure to lock the door before enjoying ourselves.

‘…I don’t know if Bom actually came into my belly today, though.’

Well, I could keep trying until I got a sign that she’d actually come into my belly.

People might ask how I could have four children at twenty-four, but honestly, if I was going to have them, wasn’t it better to do it early?

…I’d had almost no money worries to begin with, but even the tiniest bit that remained had vanished when we flew off for our wedding...