It was a good day.
A good day to give birth to three beautiful babies.
With the twilight painting the house windows in gold, Mariel stood on the threshold of a new day in her life, feeling emotions pulsate through the tense yet warm air of what was to come. The preparations to head to the hospital indicated that the moment they had long awaited was about to arrive: the birth of their triplets. Basil and Tobías, immersed in a dance of nervousness and excitement, loaded the car with everything necessary, each dealing with their internal storms.
There was nothing more amusing to Mariel than watching them run around like chickens with their heads cut off.
Basil and Tobías were the ones who were nervous. Thankfully, everything was scheduled and not that she was there in labor pains waiting
