Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

We’re in March now.  Lucas and Abigail were born in December.  My father still hasn’t been able to see them, not for lack of trying. This Friday he’ll finally meet the children of his first born.  He’ll cry.  I can…

It’s frightening being home alone with the two of you.  This isn’t the first time, but it’s the first time I know you’ll be awake, wailing for me to feed you.  There is an order to things, a particular way…

They’ve gone wireless, and they’re now in our home calling area.  "I’m calling from the back of the getaway car.""…""We’ve sprung the hospital.""You mean you’re with the babies right now?""Yeah, my ass is squeezed between two car seats.  I haven’t…

You were the “presenting baby.”  That’s what they told us about my “Baby A” during a scheduled ultrasound.  I imagined you emerging with a glossy satin ribbon, my little naked present.  You were always awake during those routine visits.  “The…

Is it just me, or does my son look like Mr. Magoo?  I’m thinking he’s got a nickname, now.  How’s my little Magoo?  I sing to them, the same song each time, every day.  Of course it’s a Carly Simon…

I wasn’t afraid of feeling pain. I was afraid they were going to be pulled from my body, lifeless.  I wouldn’t hear them cry.  We’d all wait, in an inhale.  A technician would check a clock. They’d blink at a…

WRITTEN BY PHIL-
Tuesday I traveled to New york alone.  Earlier in the day Stephanie had her routine examination with the OB GYN and all was on schedule for February 13.  Cervix-2.75 (length not dilation).  2.50 and below is  a…