30.

I woke up before the baby this morning and spent uninterrupted minutes staring at his face, hands, limbs heavy with sleep. I like to try to place the pieces of genetic heritage; these teeth, this hairline. With the last two children I find this harder and harder. Nascent traits have budged out the obvious ones. It is like these long dead ancestors have said, it’s our turn now.

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