I woke up on the Feast of All Soul’s keenly aware that four out of five children had migrated into my room in the middle of the night. This wouldn’t have been such a big deal if I weren’t weeks away from giving birth and already experiencing severe sleep disruptions. With each of their noisy entrances, it took me an additional twenty minutes to go back to sleep, only to be interrupted again by another diminutive nighttime visitor.
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