*Shelby*

The rhythmic sound of the twins' synchronized breathing finally signaled their surrender to the afternoon nap, granting a temporary cease-fire in the daily battleground of our living room.

I watched their chests rise and fall through the video feed, my heart was full of peace that only a mother knows when her children are peaceful.

“Thank goodness they didn’t fight it today,” I murmured. “We probably don’t have many naps left in their future. ...