Flutter and big mac's birth

Epilogue
One month later
Fluttershy and Big Mac returned to her home to a welcome-home party several days after the birth; the news of her twins spreading fast among her friends and the Apple family. They were treated to praise of their accomplishment. Fluttershy was given an after baby shower to commemorate the unexpected birth. Granny Smith was beside herself upon seeing the twins. Fluttershy was asked by her marefriends how she did it without medication.
They both entered parenthood with great enthusiasm, eager to make the foals smile. They took them out, and to friends’ houses to involve them in as much of their life as they could. They did look forward to them sleeping through the night. Their one month birthday would be a good one.
Fluttershy’s ears perked up to the sound of whining from the other room. She looked at the clock, 3:30 A.M. She kicked Mac. “Why can’t you be the one with the teats to feed them?” she complained.
Mac rolled out of bed grumbling, going to comfort them before their feeding
Fluttershy dragged herself in after a bit, catching her reflection in the foal’s bedroom mirror. She still had a lot of the pregnancy weight; that made her a little cranky. She felt both the weight and her sore teats when she was sleepy, if only she had her old body.
As she finally was in position, Mac let the foals out of their crib. She felt her milk reflexively start to leak from her teats in anticipation of the foal’s mouths. Fluttershy didn’t have to wait long for the foals to latch on. “Good foals,” she said.
Mac crouched next to Fluttershy and rubbed her mane lovingly. “Such a pretty mom and foals,” he said smiling.
Fluttershy murred from the feeling of the foals nursing. She tried to close her eyes and retreat into her maternal instincts. “Good foals, pretty foals, nurse from mommy,” she whispered. Mac kissed his wife, tiredly but happily.
The sound and feeling of the foals nursing lured her into tired contentment. She started to nod off, but was brought out of it by Pink detaching from a teat not wanting to nurse anymore. “Honey,” she said to Mac.
“C’mere Shy,” Mac said as he draped the foal over him and patted her back till she burped. Mac checked to see if Shy needed to be changed before laying her back into the crib.
Flutter stroked Shy. “You sure are greedy aren’t you, and here I thought I would have too much milk for you. Good thing Pink came too. Once she was finished Fluttershy burped her. “Can you change her Mac?” she said as she smelled a dirty diaper.
Once Mac had Shy on the changing table, Fluttershy was holding a towel to her still leaking teats. She winked at Mac and Mooed. He quickly kissed her before resuming changing Shy. Fluttershy stroked Pink before she turned back to Shy and Mac. “I will finish up here, go back to bed Flutter.”
Shy was brought to the crib and laid next to her sister. He then wrapped his hooves around Fluttershy as he spoke. “I love you beautiful mama,” he said.
Fluttershy let out a tear as she stared at their foals lovingly. She then moved into a lullaby. “Soft foal, warm foal, little mass of fur, happy foal, sleepy foal, Murr,mur,murr”
She let out another tear. “I love you both even if you two do exhaust me,” she whispered to the puppies.
“We need sleep dear,” Mac said.
Fluttershy nodded as they quietly walked to their bedroom.
Mac pulled the covers down as he helped Fluttershy into the bed before he crawled in and pulled the covers over the both of them. “Night Flutter.”
She cuddled up to him and kissed him. “See you tomorrow, love.”
“See you then honey,” he said back.