I signed forms with a hand that barely felt attached to me.

I tried calling Nadia, who had agreed to notify Callum’s counsel if labor came early.

She answered immediately and told me to focus on the babies.

The notification could be handled from her office.

By morning, the medical team decided delivery was the safest path.

I remember the bright lights, a nurse who spoke to me by name, and the impossible sound of three separate cries, not all at once but close enough that they blended into one miraculous, frightened moment.

My first child was a boy.