How hard was it to talk?

Days passed and her whole routine changed, filled completely with the babies needs. Scarlet had known that five children would not be a walk in the park but five grim reaper babies were quite a handful. For starters, they fed like world boxing champions that needed a lot of protein to bulk up. Every ten minutes, one of them was demanding to be breast fed and when she put that one down, another made a similar demand.

There was the gross abuse of their powers as they kept pulling things, throwing them around or changing the color of their eyes or releasing their wings and attempting to fly.

Lastly, there was the pooping and diaper changing, every hour at least. At this rate, she thought she would actually die of exhaustion if it was possible.

At the moment, she was changing the diaper of her first born, still unnamed.