It is such a miracle when babies take their first breaths. I have never trusted miracles, though, so I like to double check. That’s why somebody is always with the twins—to make sure that this breathing miracle is continuing. This is possible thanks in large part to our night nanny, ie The Goddess of the Night. But even Goddesses need a night off now and then so it became my job the other evening to sit up for the breathing vigil.
About three in the morning I found faith. Four bright eyes were looking at me, so alert that there was no chance of sleep, let alone cessation of breath. I closed my eyes in relief—and opened them, wide, an hour later, to find four little eyes still looking at me, anxious, wondering if I were still breathing…
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