<div class="floatright">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/d80f/21h8ybmnz6cjeh34g.jpg) (http://www.mediafire.com/view/21h8ybmnz6cjeh3/Kimmie.png/file)</div><br/>A birth.<br/><br/>One small word that contains so much.  A new life entering the world.  Tiny body, smaller organs, all functioning perfectly, if the child is blessed.<br/><br/>Chloe and I hold hands as the event begins.  I look into her body to examine if what she has as a natural born female, is occurring in my own body.  A body altered to be a woman.  But, have all the infinite connections been made?  And if so, are they all still working, did they all take place?<br/><br/>My own baby is much more alive inside of me right now.  I can feel her reaching out on the telepathic plane.  She seeks her sister.  She doesnt know what is happening exactly, but I also sense a calmness with that eagerness.  Perhaps in her own reality, she understands.  And if she is reaching to Isis, she may understand better than both of her mothers?<br/><br/>“Oh wow Kimmie! Are they ready? Isis is eager! I could feel her move into position!”<br/><br/>I kiss Chloe on the forehead...<em>."Everyone and everything is ready.  Let Isis know if she doesnt already.  We await her moment"</em><br/><br/>There are a few minutes of subdued pain for Chloe.  Her muscles react in perfection.  A tiny head, followed by a tiny body emerge.   While the doctor announces the obvious: "Its a girl"....I look at the clock.  Its exactly the time of the equinox.  I shake my head.  I should have know the moment her birth would occur.  She told us already!<br/><br/>Isis is placed on Chloe's chest.  She finds the nipple to begin nursing.  Chloe holds her baby in place with one hand.  I open up my Insight to share this vision with the Sisters.  I am almost overwhelmed with the joy I feel being returned to me!<br/><br/>“Isn’t she beautiful Kimmie?”<br/><br/>Im smiling so hard that it hurts.....Our baby....Isis....the eldest of the two sisters.....and she is beautiful.  At this point, a few minutes into her life, I see Chloe's nose and chin.   Beyond that, its too soon to tell.  My eyes are damp with tears of elation.<br/><br/><em>"You both are beautiful" </em>I say softly<br/><br/>Later, when Chloe and Isis are moved to a comfortable bed.  Isis is nursing and her little arm reach out towards me!  I had no idea she would have any muscular control right now.  But Chloe discerns the reason for the motion:<br/><br/>“Kimmie, she’s reaching for her sister. Offer your finger for her to hold.”<br/><br/>I give my finger to her as I move her arm back onto Chloe.  Isis grasps my finger and doesnt let go.  She IS reaching for her unborn sister.  Even now, the two are connected.  We remain that way until my own body tells me I need to get up and walk a bit.  The much smaller swelling in my own body is now becoming the 'baby bump' so familiar to women.  Isis hold on until I speak to her in Insight.<br/><br/><em>"I will be back my daughter.....Mommy needs to walk...."</em><br/><br/>Her grip loosens....I ease back....and get up.  I go for a walk around the ward.  It feels good to stretch my legs a bit.  Sympathetic nurses are there to check on my well-being as I move about.<br/><br/>My baby, still not speaking to me in a language, instead sends feelings of love and warmth to me.  I know she is well, and I know she is in love with her big sister already.<br/><br/><br/>