Rachel
The entire night and the next morning Enrique and I obsessed over our children. Every time I was even an inch away from them I missed them. And no matter how close I was, I didn’t feel like it was enough. I couldn’t explain it.
Enrique and I were holding our children as the doctor finished cleaning his tools and Mrs. Abarca cleaned me up. I held our precious baby boy in my arms while Enrique held our beautiful girl in his. My heart swelled looking at them-they both had thick black hair like their father. And the way Enrique looked at our kids made my heart swell.
“I love them so much,” he said cradling our princess. “I never thought I could love anything this much.”
I smiled, caressing my son’s face. “I’m not ashamed to say that you don’t stand a chance against them.”
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