Anastasia laughed and nodded, "It had better be. I don't think I could stand it any longer."

She placed her hand on his own and the other behind his neck as he kissed her again. She grinned at him, "That it will."

One of the babies kicked Samsul's hand, causing her to wince for a moment before the slight pain vanished. She giggled a little and patted his hand, "They definitely like to kick. I hope they aren't fighting in there."

She kissed Samsul's cheek and rested her head on his shoulder. She was tired, terribly tired and she knew that she wouldn't be getting much more sleep once the two were born. The two babies would cry and wake her up and unlike Samsul, she'd have to feed them, which meant staying awake to do so. When they were capable of being dealt with by their father, she was going to sleep through the night. At least until she got caught up on all the sleep she was missing. She closed her eyes and sighed, "You are a wonderful husband."