The first full moon was the worst. The babies were constantly crying, apparently, the pull of the moon affects babies until it causes them to shift. To top it off I had to stay with them alone as the moon forced Daniel to shift. My mate always tried to shift back straight away but sometimes it wasn’t possible and I was left alone to deal with two screaming babies.
Daniel got Alec’s first smile.
He was being a goofball as per usual and I was pretty sure the eight-week-old was humoring him by smiling but I wouldn’t voice that to Daniel. The look of pride and happiness on his face was something I just couldn’t shoot down. I understood that joy when Grace blessed me with a cheeky little grin when I was singing to her a few days later.
By four months both babies had won over the hearts of th
