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Quadruplets

Looking at your life, with the feeling of excitement and being overwhelmed. You’re reminding yourself that you’re as tough as an elm. Your stomach is growing and your feet are swollen. It’s as if you’re not sure about this and feel your life is stolen. You think to yourself there’s going to be forty fingers and forty toes. All of them will surely have a cute little nose. How will I survive the possible crying all through the night? But I know that those sounds I will embrace even in the light. Baby powder, with Johnson’s and Johnson’s all through the house. With these mouths that will be here, the house will no longer be as quiet as a mouse. They’ll all have someone to play with, but what happens if the jealousy appears? How many nights will I go without sleep and end up in tears? Forty fingers, forty toes, and then the college tuition's. But to the family, that is excitingly four more additions. All though days will be short and nights will be long. I will never think that my life ever went wrong. My quadruplet little ones, to watch and grow. The love to all of them I will overflow. That’s even more the chance of grand babies and more excitement. That means there’s more chances of incitement. There’s this feeling of being overwhelmed, but even more love. I wouldn’t have changed it even from up above. These quadruplets are ones that I can call mine. My life will turn out even better than just fine.

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