Dear Babies,
I now know that you are a boy and a girl. The girl is bigger than the boy now, by 12 percent, and you’re both over 2 pounds, and the boy is presenting first, head down. I had a dream that the boy came early but the girl stayed inside; and the boy didn’t want to breastfeed but instead asked for sausage and cheese, and I was impressed with his verbal abilities. I have been resting up and reading, hoping you stay in there for at least another couple of months. Most people come into the world by themselves, but you will (knock on wood) come into this world together. I hope you both feel safe and sound and cozy there together.
Love, Mama
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I got my epidural. My doctor told me to hug him around the waist to reduce my shaking and increase the chance that the needle found its target. I threw my arms around him, grateful. I got my Pitocin drip. My husband and I watched basketball on television. I never watch basketball. Why were we watching basketball? At midnight time sped up, and they rushed us to the OR. Everyone in scrubs, just in case. My doctor put on his birthing mix tape. I think it began with “American Woman.” Looking into the face of my husband, I pushed William out. I heard a baby cry. “Is he all right? Is he all right?” “Yes, he’s perfect.” Then the doctor reached inside me, as he’d promised, and pulled Hope out by the legs. “Is she all right?” “Yes, she’s perfect.” The nurses laid Hope and William side by side in a crib and checked them. The nurse told us the babies were holding hands. Before they held the hands of their mother or father, they held each other’s hands. I began shaking.
— Sarah Ruhl, from Smile: The Story of a Face. (Simon & Schuster, October 5, 2021)
Notes:
- NY Times 8 New Books We Recommend This Week (9/30/21) & NY Times Book Review (Oct 4, 2021): An Acclaimed Playwright on Masks and the Return to the StageSarah Ruhl, after a long struggle living with Bell’s palsy, knows the feeling of being masked among the unmasked.
- Portrait of Sarah Ruhl via Playwrights
- Post title Inspired by Albert Einstein’s quote: “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle.
Live & Learn 
wonderful story…
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It is.
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and as you note, a miracle…
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Beautiful 💕 my story is a bit different.
I am a twin. My brother arrived first. I was behind with my umbilical cord wrapped around my throat. We never did hold hands
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Wow Val!
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Moved.
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Was listening to it on Audible on morning walk. And stopped and felted exactly what you said. MOVED to the core.
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Some of the most beautiful moments are nearly small enough to miss them. Thank God for the writing, all of it, that is human witness.
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So agree Debra.
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Beautiful
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It is!
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Beautiful.
My sister’s story is similar except, get this, she was two days late!! (Who has twins late?) The girl, Kellie – 6 lbs 10 oz, came out head first and the boy, Shane – 6 lbs 8 oz, the doctor had to go in and flip him to grab his butt to pull him out. They will be 28 years old next month.
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Awww. Awesome story, butt and all!
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I should state he wanted to come out penis first but even newborns aren’t THAT flexible! 😉
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TMI!
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Prude!
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I am so thankful that this momma shared. We are all lifted by this heart.
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With you Lee!
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Chills!
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Me too!
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What a sweet story.
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It is!
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Instant tears…so moved! Sarah’s dream shows us how in touch she was with her babies…lovely all around.
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So agree Valerie!
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Each story is unique; each one can evoke tears – of gratitude, love, memory…
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So agree. Miracles. All of them.
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Beautiful Moving Moments of life. 👏👏🌿
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Sure is.
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