Sex and the city

Chapter 29 A Family with a Baby—Rampaging Manhattan Moms (2)
Why did she have to? "It's all because of New York." She shrugged. "The competition here is too fierce. If others have it, I will give it to my son; if others don't, I will give it to him. Besides, I have always wanted a boy .The son will always protect the mother."

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In other words, these days, men have long been unreliable, so the son has become a reliable substitute. "Of course," said Janice, "you can't trust a man. You can't trust anyone but your blood."

"My husband has become a second-class citizen in our family now," she continued. "I used to love him like crazy, but it's changed after I have kids. Now if he says, 'Can you help me? Grab a Diet Coke?' I'll let him go!"

At this moment, a small group of people cautiously gathered in the center of the room.Among the grown-ups stood a wobbly little girl in pink ballet shoes and a tutu. "Brooke insisted on wearing her tutu today. Isn't it super cute?" a tall, lanky woman said triumphantly. "When I was about to put her pants on in the morning, she started crying. She knew everything. She knew her She should be in a tutu today so she can perform for everyone. Right, sweetheart?" The woman bent over, hands clasped to her chest, staring up at her baby.With an exaggerated smirk, a big face almost stuck to the child's face.

"Blow a kiss, blow a kiss—" she ordered the child.The little girl put her little hand to her mouth and kissed it quickly, with a stiff smile on her face.Her mother squealed with delight.

"This kid curtsies!" Amanda sarcastically told Kelly. On the phone, she's taking Brooke to 'auditions'. Brooke's signed to a modeling agency now. I mean she's really cute, but..."

Just then, another mother led a two-year-old boy over. "Look, Garrick, the table. It's the table, Garrick. Can you say 'table'? What do we use the table for? Eating, Garrick. We eat at the table. Can you Spelling 'table'? 'table', Garak. It's a blanket, 'blanket', Garak..."

Amanda started making onion sauce. "Excuse me." A woman named Georgia approached, wearing a plaid suit. "Is this onion sauce? Be careful not to let the children touch this. The salt and fat will make them addicted, and it will not be good for them." Sauce, delivered to my mouth.

"Hey, have you guys ever been to Sutton's Gym?" Georgia asked. "It's fantastic. It's a kid's version of David Barton's Gym. You should take Chester to Sutton's. Chester can talk." Is it? If he already knows it, then we should play together more. Rosie is about to turn one year old, and I think it's time to change her playmate."

"The children's massage class at No.90 [-]nd Street is also quite good. It is very close to the needs of children. I recommend that you take your little ones there. Have you stopped breastfeeding? I think you have stopped." Georgia added He dipped his hand into some onion sauce, and then asked, "By the way, how is your nanny?"

"Very good." Amanda said while giving Packard a wink.

"She's from Jamaica, and we're lucky to have her help," Packard said hastily.

"Well, but are you sure she took good care of little Chester?" Georgia asked.

"I think everything is fine with Chester," Packard said.

"Yeah. I mean, did she take care of Chester with all her heart?" Georgia still refused to let it go, staring at Amanda meaningfully.Packard quickly slipped away quietly.

"You can't be too nice with those nannies," Georgia said, moving closer to Amanda. "I've had eleven nannies. I ended up having to get a spy camera."

"Spy cam?" Kelly asked, puzzled.

Georgia looked at Kelly like she was looking at an alien, and asked in disbelief: "You must have no children? Anyway, I thought this thing would be expensive, but it didn't cost much. My friend is in Austria. I saw this kind of camera on Pula's show. Just need the staff to come to your house and install it for you, and you can monitor your nanny for five hours continuously. I called my nanny and asked her: 'What do you do today? What's up?' She said, 'Oh, I took Jones to the park and played with him for a while.' She was lying! She never even stepped out of the house! She sat there all day watching TV, or Just calling and leaving Jones alone all day. So I got all my girlfriends to have cameras in their homes. The nanny in one of them tried to take the cameras down!"

"Oh." Amanda replied absently.

"I'm going crazy!" Kelly thought.

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When Kelly went to the bathroom, she found Julie still in Amanda's bedroom.Her son Barry was lying on the bed with his head on her lap.Becca and Janice are there, chatting about their husbands.

"You say," Becca complained, "what's the point of having sex when you're married?"

"What's the point of having a husband?" Julie said, "A man is like a child, but who needs two children?"

"Makes sense!" Janice said, "but I still want to have another baby. I wanted to dump my man, but at least I need him now—before the next baby is born."

Julie looked down at her son. "When will you grow up, baby?"

Kelly went back to the living room and went to the window.She desperately needs fresh air.For some reason, that little boy named Garak was standing in the corner bewildered, where was his nagging "word mama"?
Kelly bent down and took something out of her purse. "Hey, kid," Kelly gestured to Garak, "come here."

Garak approached her curiously.Kelly held up a small plastic package and shook it. "Condoms, Garak," she said softly, "do you say 'condoms'? 'Safe-full-condoms', if your parents used that, you wouldn't be here."

Garak reached for the small plastic wrapper. "Safe-full-set." He babbled.

Two days later, Kelly got a call from Amanda. "Today is simply the most unlucky day in my life." Amanda complained, "My nanny has a son who is three months older than Chester. As a result, her son fell ill, so I had to stay at home with Chester. "

"I wanted to take him to the park to play first, but I couldn't find where the park gate was. The other nannies were in the park, and I didn't know how to get in, not to mention how embarrassing. They stared at him with that strange look. I look, as if asking: 'Who are you to this kid?' And then Chester runs off to play on the slide. I can't help but look at the clock on Fifth Avenue and see that he's been on the slide twenty times Only 5 minutes passed. I took him to play on the swing for another 5 minutes, and then let him play in the sand by himself. Then he went to slide again. After playing like this for a total of fifteen minutes, I finally couldn't help it 'Have you had enough fun?' I said as I shoved Chester into the pram and he yelled and yelled. I told him we gotta get down to business!"

Amanda went on: "Poor little Chester. I was running down the pavement in the pram and he was bouncing up and down in the pram, not knowing what was going on. I wanted to go shopping but the pram wouldn't go in." Cloakroom. So I took him to the bank and the stroller got stuck in the revolving door. How did I know the stroller couldn't go through the revolving door? We were stuck there waiting for some men to push it inch by inch The door gets us out.

"Eventually it was 11:30. I took him home and made him lunch — it was just an egg."

That evening, Kelly called Mr. Big.She forgot about the time difference with China while Mr. Big was sleeping. "I just wanted to tell you," she said, "that my great aunt is here."

"Oh. So...you're not pregnant," he said.

They hung up.But 2 minutes later Mr. Big called again.

"I suddenly remembered a dream I had just had," he said. "I dreamed that we had a baby."

"Kid?" Kelly asked. "What kind of kid?"

"A very small baby," Mr. Big said. "You know, a small baby. He's just laying on the bed with the two of us."

(End of this chapter)