He hadn’t meant to be careless about it. The fact that he had opened up about it just a couple of weeks before was enough of an indication. Maybe it was having three kids to care for that made everything else kind of disappear. Getting Ivy on her feet was one of the easier challenges, but she still wasn’t quite all there. At least he could rest easy knowing they were getting somewhere, though he wondered how she’d gotten so far behind in general. He hoped that like her delay in talking, everything else would just kind of spill out. She still had her moments of expected selfishness when it came to the twins but, reluctantly or otherwise, she was being moderately nicer about it.
The twins on their part were allowing them to fall into some kind of routine and for that, they were both grateful. There wasn’t much in the way of milestones and change yet At least they found moderate peace in the fact that they spent most of their time asleep. When they weren’t they were given small moments of so-called “activity”, but that in itself was still limited. Though they took to Quinn for obvious reasons, they both seemed to take to him when they wanted to, Kylah more than Jaden a lot of the time but something told him that was normal, if Ivy was any indication.
He shouldn’t feel bad about almost missing the phone call, right? He’d been good about it for years. Great even. Those few minutes gave him the slight push he needed to figure out what the hell he was doing with his life. It was only on the second phone call that he had a minute to answer. And it would have been only a minute if it had been any other phone call.
“Mr. Puckerman, this is Silvia, your mother’s nurse at the….” He had half the mind to just ask her to get to the damn point. They all knew these windows were fucking small. Instead, he check her out, pulling back in a few moments later. "She’s asked that we don’t spend time on the phone today…She’d like you here…I’m not sure how to explain it to her that–“ "No, I’m actually home for a bit,” he confirmed. "I try and make it down around this time but I just never do. I stuck around a while. Is she good to….?“ "Yes,” the nurse smiled, though he wasn’t sure how long either of them might be wearing one. "If you’re not busy…She’s been asking for you for quite some time now.“ "Of course. Can I ask how long she’s been….?” "Since early this morning. She’s been asking for you every fifteen or so minutes.“ Fifteen minutes…That’s about as long as they had her at all. The fact that…” "She’s been here for the last four hours?“ "I’m not sure how that is but…yes, I’m…pleasantly surprised. "And you didn’t think to call me the minute it happened?” "We start our days at 5am….I didn’t think it would be… He held his tongue on the fact that he was no better since the birth of his kids but barely. "We’ll be right over,“ he said quickly. He didn’t even wait for a closing before ending the call, excitement coursing through him as he carried the twins to their car seats.
"Quinn! Grab Ivy, get in the car,” he called up the stairs. While he waited anxiously behind the wheel, he froze, once more hating himself for the fact that they were always one Puckerman short. He always told himself that it was to spare her the confusion, the hurt that was inevitable only minutes later but it still left him unsettled. "Hang on, Mommy….Please,“ he whispered.