Felicia
Month four came so quickly, and my belly was growing faster than I could keep up with.
I could barely fit into the pretty maternity clothes Lila and I had bought just a few weeks ago. My stomach now looked like I was carrying twins instead of six babies. It was round, heavy, and always in the way. Simple things like bending down to tie my shoes or standing up from the couch left me out of breath.
“I’m so tired,” I whispered to myself one afternoon as I lay on the couch after only doing light cleaning. Even walking to the kitchen made my back ache. Clara had warned me that multiples meant everything would be harder, but I didn’t expect it to happen this fast.
Lila noticed right away when she came to visit.
“Time for new clothes, mama,” she said with a bright smile. “You’re popp
