Our time is short I know and that makes every moment more precious.
I know he wants to marry me, but I don’t think I could handle being a widow for the rest of my life. I’m grateful he’s never asked.
Yesterday we had a scare. Mina said she’d walked into the living room and there he was, lying on the floor, Grim looming overhead.
Luckily it was a false call and Deshawn was returned to us.
But I know it’ll happen soon. Sooner than I can imagine. He wasn’t around for Bane’s birth, but when I had little Ivy, he panicked completely. And he couldn’t believe that I’d just go back to sleep after giving birth.
Since he panicked so last time. I figured I would go to the hospital for this last baby. And it is the last. I’m tired of being pregnant all the time. But the kids are something permanent to remember him by. Through them, he’ll live on.
As other sims may have discovered, the hospital isn’t the safest place to have a child.
I don’t recommend the night shift there. Little Luthor look a lot like his sister. And I think I see a budding evilness in there.
He’s been a good father to the kids, even if his time with us is short.