Not Again
I stared at Mother in disbelief. After Micah, who was two, I swore I was done having children. Unfortunately, it was not long before I scarped that idea and tried got pregnant again. It had been a rough first few months and yet even after months of morning sickness, my stomach was growing rapidly; by five months I was ginormous. I had had a creeping suspicion, but up until a few minutes ago I did not want to believe it.
"Are you sure?" I asked her.
"As sure as I can be, it has to be twins." She replied.
"Look how cute they are!" Naomi squealed.
Mother had been right and after a long, painful labor, Dinah and Miriam were born. I had always loved the name Dinah and Shem and I had agreed on that name from the beginning of my pregnancy, but the name Miriam had been a pleasant surprise; Miriam had been my mother's name.
"It looks like they are identical." Adah said.
Even though it was hard to tell what they looked like, both girls had dark patches of hair and dark eyes. Adah had been extremely helpful and even helped deliver Dinah. Adah was three months along with her first child, so having her there was beyond helpful. Evi, however, refused to be in the birthing tent. She was still scarred from Thaddeus' birth.
"It looks like it." Shem replied.
"Now us boys are terribly outnumbered." Elijah said. "Five to two."
"I guess that means we need more." Shem said.
"I'll get right on that." I replied sarcastically.