Infantgeddon! (Yet Another 100 Baby Challenge): Wave O' Babies

GENERATION 2

GWEN'S CURRENT AMOUNT OF KIDS: 5

TOTAL AMOUNT OF KIDS BORN: 14

You ever have those days when you try to do something fun, only to find it ends up being a total chore? Gwen knows that feel. What was supposed to be a simple bubble bath ended up becoming an inadvertent water-birthing session!

Gwen quickly hopped out of the bathtub and threw on her usual clothes, which, unfortunately, brings us to the fact that she hadn't had much of a chance to chuck a bar of soap under her pits. Aunt Heather was very understanding of this, though.

At least to her sister's face.

Heather, by the way, pretty much huddled herself away in Greg and Harry's nursery, and once they were put in their cribs, she left for work. After a laborious five hours of sweating and moaning in silence, Gwen gave birth to the first triplets of the challenge! This was even more surprising that the blog's traffic sources!*

Thankfully, I managed to get a pretty rare shot: two toddlers and three newborns sleeping away in harmony.

Bills, sadly, are a regular occurrence with the Hollands.

Along with the bills were some other articles of mail, such as --

With all the lag that's inevitable with damn near every 100 Baby Challenge ever done, that's aspect of a Sim's life that I'm so not dealing with. The aspects that do matter?

Welp, I'm not dealing with five dependent Sims at a time. Greg and Harry need to get through these tedious skill-building sessions!

Yes, I do realize I may be using these things as a crutch. To be fair, Gwen only had enough energy to deal with one tot at a time. If I manually trained every single toddler this blog would never end.

And it gives Gwen and the tots an extra good moodlet, so nyeh.

After manually training Harry how to walk, I bought them two birthday cakes so they can ~~be independent and get kicked out sooner~~ actually have a life outside this house.

I was even nice enough to get the two different flavors!

The evil twin loves his family and the friendly twin has a mother that loves art? Oh, the irony.

Why did I mess up the trait screenshots so much today? :-(

They grew up pretty cute, though.

Sadly, Harry's first gift was the gift of that weird school glitch. You know the one where some kids are forced to attend but others aren't even allowed inside the building?

Greg still decided on brushing up on the basics of being an evil mastermind by bonding with Fluffy. She was nice enough to find a goldfinch for Greg to sell for some extra cash.

For all her hard work, I also bought Gwen some limetime rewards. One less person that needs to use a shower regularly is a gift unto itself.

Also online dating is a gift. Makes ditching guys once Gwen gets some of their baby batter much easier and satisfying.

Alonso isn't even trying to get over us, is he?

Greg thankfully avoids some of the inevitable mental trauma that comes with seeing Mom with a gaggle of guys every other day by playing some EA product placement. Gwen makes herself useful by saving some bucks by repairing her own dishwasher.

All that's missing is the headset, $25 DLC, Mountain Dew and Doritos.

I know it seems like I'm harping on Simoleons a bit this post, but living off one time payments from selling paintings hasn't done much. She better start writing comic books.

This didn't help the money situation, either.

Whilst the in the through of money woe, the triplets take the time to age up into toddlerhood.

With no newborns around the house or developing in Gwen, she proceeds to call up Hugh Hoffman for a steamy shower session of WooHoo and alliteration. Thankfully, the baby jingle plays after the two finish, so she doesn't have to deal with this guy any longer.

Meanwhile, the older kids and the tots are upstairs playing with any toys they can grab onto. Greg, with his love of petty schemes and family, kills two birds with one stone by stealing candy from Jake.

"I just don't want you to get cavities, bro."

"Calcium first! It helps your bones grow big and strong so you can knock out guys with a single punch."

The next day, bills continued to assail the family with the help of the army of leftover mac and cheese and birthday cake slices residing in the fridge.

"How much calcium's actually in this stuff, Mom?"

At least Supermom managed to conquer the rising flea resistance.

Shortly after getting up from the table, Gwen's pregnancy bump finally appeared. The smell of aged dairy and novelty-shaped pasta noodles damn near kills her.

It was probably just Greg's evilness overpowering her delicate senses, though. This is easily solved by a quick submarine adventure.

Toddler training isn't as easily solved -- or is it?

If you want some parenting-children bonding, then you'll need a little of Column A and a little of Column B. As a side note, Gwen was doing that one retching all freaking day, when she was in a perfectly clean room. It was weird.

She was smart enough to avoid another house fire this time, and managed to spend some meaningful with with her sons. So at least she's getting a handle of multi-tasking.

"Mom, your food isn't that bad."

Greg and Harry had some bonding of their own for once. Whenever they weren't doing homework, they were feeding the tots or sleeping. The boys wondered if this would happen regardless if Mom got married or not.

That was the extent of their bonding, by the way. Greg retreated into the world of imagination while Harry was content to burn some strawberry pancake-fueled calories.

Finally, finally, the house got some cash!

Gwen was too busy to notice, though, as she had crappier things to attend to. At least the tots have some independence of their own.

The boys even pitched in, too! Greg really enjoyed Harry's discomfort with this situation, though.

Unlike the past two pregnancies, Gwen handled this one relatively well, all things considering: five young dependent kids. It's a miracle she got a few full nights of sleep.