Monday, December 6, 2010

Submission Match Sister

Four days in the world

When you are born, everyone laughs and you cry. And when you die, everybody cry and you laugh.

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One of the things they told me recently in relation to childbirth and thought I was a new and curious.

me share with you, dear bloggers, the birth of our daughter Carmen. Everything went great, and hopefully soon lead to the square stone, to see Cadiz and sea, sky.

This girl is Murcia, but, as a good daughter of Cadiz - the joke he had to leave, nobody takes it away. It was a bit asleep in the womb of his mother and did not want to lose any way. Pretty had to endure "in utero" the fall of Cadiz II B, and lowering the wages of their parents, with the retention shoemakers. Why what I'm going down?, say. Someday I'll ask.

On the other hand, have been a few days of many nerves, many calls and loving to ask us a compliment. Nice days, now that I look back, with the presence and the warmth of our family almost complete (after I do not want complaints from the platform ... There is also Leo). This always makes you feel that the famous 600 km that separate us, are nothing, because the love and the love of family, knows no metrics or highways or anything.

only takes four days in the world. And never be enough (do not know if there will be time for it) to think about the great mystery of how the love of a man and a woman, you can get a fruit so great. As we remember in the hospital, at dawn. The two together in the room prior to the delivery room, including nerves, laughter and casual conversation (and put the blessed epidural anesthesia, of course). How I stopped being one, to meet and marry Mari. How to stop being two at home now in these days and be three.

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