"It's going to break my heart every time he cries," Alice said, because the sounds of her nieces and nephews crying had always made her teary, too, and she was only their aunt. Fabian was her son, and a son she felt she had waited a lifetime for. She wanted him to always be happy and to always know that he was loved. And for most of the last twenty four hours, she had been partially drugged or in extreme pain.
She turned her head and kissed his very small head covered in very dark hair. "You're so tiny, little mister," she whispered, gently rocking him. "I thought you would be twice as big, the way you were taking up space in my tummy." And the way she gained over fifty pounds.
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Date: 2010-03-19 07:56 pm (UTC)She turned her head and kissed his very small head covered in very dark hair. "You're so tiny, little mister," she whispered, gently rocking him. "I thought you would be twice as big, the way you were taking up space in my tummy." And the way she gained over fifty pounds.