Day 388. She grew up (A mother is born from another angle)
Gábor is spat out Krisztián – the second child of Krisztián was born with us. Both of the boys are large, tall, pale, nice and humble....
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I was awoken by a pain at quarter past midnight but then it stopped. And then the pain started again and it was kind of natural. We had...
Read MoreDay 365. The pine tree and Jutas
We thought we can have a sleep beforehand. But I only swung myself. I dangled my stomach. We were laughing. Finally! We were relieved....
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