My sister loved AKA The Red Crayola, is pregnant.
That's the great news that I've been anticipating in my last two deliveries. That
The good news is that it has renewed our hope and our vigor in recent months. I think when I say that I speak for more people than the general and his napkin.
You, dear reader, know better than anyone we've spent my hubby and I at this time to try to have kids and so far we have been denied. So sure you're thinking And how did they feel this to you? It is a difficult question, but the answer is not. I will not deny that at first was a reminder of what others if they can get and we do not, after that brief, self-serving, but also very human trance, we were very happy, first by Crayola and hairless and then by us because we guys .
Just to give a quemón that, my dear flesh, is a woman from bitsy, said an exacerbated feeling maternal toward any other living creature. Especially with children. Just as a sculptor works with marble and a painter works with the canvas. As an engineer working with the measures or the odds and medical people. In the noble profession of Crayola, the raw material are the children. She has always proven to be superior to anyone I know in that field winding represented by those crazy short people.
My sister has had this gift since I've known. First expressed in his wrists and then everyone else. For example me despite being four years younger, has always had a futile maternity leave me sometimes, sometimes I complain and sometimes do not know what to say.
At least in that sense, I think we found a stable balance in which you feel I let my mom, but then I got him running loose.
All this stuff just so you understand, dear reader, that most of us, today we are not ready to be parents. Those who already are, still learning the noble art every day. Some of us, we would have no idea where to start.
My sister did not. She "was born and taught" as would the friend of my parents, and is ready to play that role and no, I do not doubt.
also has the blessing of being married to a man who is the apotheosis of a Knight and has the same talent as his wife. Born to be a father.
Not only that. We have been blessed to Mcrows (the General and myself to those who do not understand) that we are the godparents of the baby.
The day we got the news that would be the sponsors, was the first of this young year. I think they have not understood what it meant to me, that brief but supercalifragilisticaespialidosa news. That was enough for this year will start with a lot of energy so far, I have not been finished.
Today I lost my bet and I confirmed that the next ... is a girl. A beautiful girl who comes into our lives, courtesy of Crayola and hairless! Is not it great news?
That's not all. There is nothing more to tell.
We already sent our previous doctor to bake the muffins. After two years of sticking by the same hand, change doctors.
The new me is delighted. I believe that if the General does not put dips, soon marriage will ask the physician. And found a little problem and we are working to fix. Today we got the news that our problem is better. I want to keep myself calm and not false hopes, but I can not. I feel renewed and hopeful. This together with the news that the baby of the Crayola and Pelon is a girl, I feel that soon everything will be fine.
Dear niece who come in the way: You live even in this warm and safe liquid that we all left and soon came into our lives. You've got a stronger channel with the celestial forces. Bring your arrival, as cake under his arm, good news for your sponsors. To avoid having to take a lot of time with us beets and have a cousin or cousin to play.
Take these five months are going to be there Crayolesca metidita your mother, to bring us to your cousin waited. I in return give you juicy Sundays all your life and you will receive in this warm house when your parents take you to the crown. May God
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