I got pregnant with triplets.
“Three babies,” he kept saying. “Can you believe it, Shan?”
When Luna, Soleil, and Bodhi arrived, they were small, loud, and perfect.
The delivery was hard. My recovery was worse.
Still, once we came home, I did everything: feedings, bottles, laundry, meals, and cleaning, often at two in the morning.
Ryan went back to work and decided that meant his part was finished.
“Can you believe it, Shan?”
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One night, I sat on the bathroom floor eating half a granola bar.
My hands shook so badly that crumbs fell into my lap.
Luna was crying. Soleil had finally fallen asleep, and Bodhi had soaked through his clothes twice.
I needed 60 seconds.
Ryan appeared in the doorway.
“Can you quiet them down?”
My hands shook so badly.
I looked up.
“I’m trying.”
“I’ve got an early meeting.”
