The Life Of A Family Sim

My wife Meadow is a fine woman, a family sim just like me. Our firstborn, little Aisling, is our pride and joy. So far, everything went as we had intended it to.

But when Meadow got pregnant again right after Aisling was born, she suddenly developed a fear of giving birth. I don't know what else to call it; the Creator knows that she wanted that child - it was her idea to have another one so soon - but she started acting weird about it, saying she wanted it and was afraid at the same time. I dunno, maybe it's the kind of thing only a woman can understand.

Me, I just looked forward to our baby. Anyway, by the time Bridget was born, Meadow had gotten over that fear of hers.

Another little girl with red hair like mine, but this one as dark as her mother. Beautiful, just beautiful. I couldn't have been happier - all I wanted to do was cuddle and play with Bridget, teach Aisling everything she needed to know, and maybe find the time to be alone with my wife now and again.

Meadow had different ideas. She kept saying she wanted three kids, that she had always wanted three kids, and she wasn't going to wait. Well, what's a sim to do? I got her pregnant again, and just held my breath, hoping she wouldn't get scared again.


Aisling grew up into a pretty young girl, and we got her into private school, where she did very well. I really don't have any reason to worry about her - well, maybe one. There's this guy... The youngest son of our neighbors, the Johnsons. Eric came by our place when Aisling was a baby, picked her out of the crib, and just wouldn't let go. I found it a little disturbing at the time, but then he left, and I put it out of my mind.

After Aisling started school, Eric began calling her just about every day. He's in college now, so you tell me - why does a college kid keep calling a little girl? It's just... weird. I mean, they haven't actually met, not since she was a baby, but she talks about him like he's her best friend or something. It's not that I'm not happy she has friends, of course, but I wish she'd spend more time with kids her own age.


Well, Bridget's growing up, too, maybe that'll help. They get along fine, my girls, and they're a lot alike - although Aisling's the shy one, and a bit grouchy at times. Bridget seems to be happy all the time.


And then our third child was born, and now I have a son - Ciaran, we call him. He's blond like his mom, but aside from that, it's kinda hard to tell what he looks like just yet. But this is it for Meadow and me; three kids are enough for us. She's terrified of having more, she told me. I guess it's just pure luck that we managed these three without her having a breakdown of some kind. Well, I have a loving wife, two beautiful daughters, and a baby boy - what more could anyone ask for?

Is being a bad cook hereditary?

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