March 19 dawns, sunshine super preceding Moon future herald of spring.
We expect: high tides, low tides impressive; Fallas in Valencia, San José, Father's Day.
9:05 .- lingered in bed but unfortunately, I wake up. Warm shower, the body and mind thanks eludes a shadow of sadness.
10:40 .- small-town breakfast for sale: coffee with milk, oil muffin and ham, accompanied by a relaxed chat with pirate.
11:30 .- startle phone: Aunt !!!... you are already
... Time stands still, stop watches to matter because I feel like a warm breeze caresses me and my hair stands on end skin, it's like an echo of a sigh driven first by the vigor of lungs are contained in a small body of nearly 4 kilos has managed to travel more than 1524 km away to make me shudder.
is not the first time it happens, no sir, with this van and four! occasions where I have felt. Unique and magical moments in the hours lose their meaning, the heart races and perceive in the environment a perfume of flowers in spring.
is just then when I notice as my stomach shrinks , a knot over my throat, my eyes with tears congeal and irrepressible emotion finds its way into my body making me shiver sensations.
I know some will be orphaned, hung a ; the racks of my mind waiting for a plane I can be enjoyed. But for now an ocean separating me from sniffing your scent, touch the silky skin that tight pink in your cheeks that will support thousands instigators of my kisses to come.
I happy to know that everything went well, you breathe love in the arms of your parents who have cried to see your new face, no wonder, has fallen into a family of mourners camouflaged .
So far no shortage aunts, grandparents, cousins \u200b\u200band uncles who flit around to fill the little hole in my affection.
've finally arrived, you're here and your first breath of a stroke has become a memory of sadness tinged with regret that this day in joy flavored future, that you bring in your little heart full of innocence.
Raquelilla Welcome to this world!
PD: a saying that to whom God does not give children the Devil gives nephews and me has been fulfilled.
Eah! be bad it's more fun
Eah! Being ill is more fun. 
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