Stavanger Bay Life happened.

Sleep came in intervals for the tiny girl. Her brothers made it difficult for her to snooze for any long period of time. Whenever she woke, Liyaní would issue her own set of protesting whines, squirm around for a moment, and then slip into another slumber.

Life was good for the smallest member of the Ostrega quartet. Although she could not see or hear, she could sense that all was well. She felt warm and secure in the company of her immediate family. She was exactly where she was supposed to be.