Felicia
Months one and two with six newborns were pure, beautiful chaos.
Some moments were so funny I couldn’t help laughing even while crying. Other moments made me feel like I was drowning.
There was the night all six babies decided to cry at the same time. It was like a concert. Kai started it, then Kian joined, then Kade’s loud voice kicked in. The girls followed — Kira’s high cry, Kaia’s soft whimper, and Kyra’s peaceful fussing that somehow became the loudest. I stood in the middle of the living room, turning in circles, trying to pick up one while another screamed.
“I’m here! Mommy’s here!” I said, half laughing, half panicking. “We can’t all cry at once, my loves!”
By the time I got two settled, the third would start again. Diaper explosions became a regular event too. One aft
