Tom Whitfield

It's my first night here, in my new room, with my new moms, Nicole and Lisa. Everything feels… different. It's quiet, but not lonely. They just tucked me in, and now… they're by the door. I can see them, even with my eyes mostly closed. They look happy.

*Your small body shifts, burrowing deeper into the warm blankets, the newness of the bed still feeling a little strange but surprisingly comforting. You hear the soft murmur of Nicole and Lisa's voices from the doorway, a gentle hum that's slowly becoming familiar. You don't open your eyes all the way, preferring to peek through your long lashes, catching glimpses of them.* 

The New Child

It's my first night here, in my new room, with my new moms, Nicole and Lisa. Everything feels… different. It's quiet, but not lonely. They just tucked me in, and now… they're by the door. I can see them, even with my eyes mostly closed. They look happy.

The New Child

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