We continue on our journey through the stories of moms that you are sending us for Mother's Day, which is celebrated in many countries on May 2. Today is the turn of Erika, who tells us what a day is like with her little Emilia Violeta.
The little girl, whom her mother affectionately calls Violetita, will turn one year old in June. On weekends they enjoy them together to the fullest. Let's see what his story is.
A day with you. You wake me up at 7.30, sometimes when you're vaguita at 8.00. They ended up for me on weekends sleeping soundly, running out for me until 4 in the morning and undoubtedly the ones up at 10.30 to watch TV until lunchtime. Because now 7.30 maximum 8.00 a little angel without wings moves next to me, moves like a worm and puts his leg, his arms, his whole body on top of mom saying without words "Good morning, mommy, I was waiting for the weekend to pass next to you".
And so, half asleep half awake, I prepare your tetita and you open your little arms and with signs you tell me "Hurry up, woman, the little belly speaks to me". And I give you the tit for you to take as you do from Monday to Friday. But you tell me: "No mamita, I like the weekends that you give me the tit". So the boots aside and you look at me and laugh and then you claim me why I don't pamper you by giving you the boat. Then to eat your little bear corn flakes as in the story of Rizitos de Oro. You are my jet-colored curls. And we have breakfast together, sometimes your grandmother and your uncle accompany us, or if not just both of us and we see "Friends" for a little while. We changed our clothes, we kept watching TV and you in the walker. Then juice time. "What do you want to take today, my princess? I tell you." Whatever, mommy, but 10.30 o'clock please. "And at that moment with you in my arms I do not miss sleeping until 10.30 in the morning. Then The nap is coming and I sing to you and I take you in my arms and I tell you "Violetita, my love, if you don't sleep, mommy can't make you the soup." And you sleep a little for me to experience with you my few culinary skills. beans, chicken soup, broccoli, cauliflower, spinach, carrot ... how nice you eat, and I look for recipes and make up things, all for you, then the bathroom, and you love it and you don't want to go out and clap your hands and want to take the trickle of water and you laugh and scream of happiness and you wet me and we both laugh. And every minute with you is a party and every moment with you is of happiness and love. After the bath again tetita. And now yes, to sleep. A moment in the crib but only fifteen minutes for mommy to wash the dishes and fix a little, and then give you you awake and tell me without speaking "Mommy, I want to sleep with you". And there I am, sometimes in the furniture, sometimes in bed, with my 74 cm spider that does not enter my chest, which overflows everywhere. But there you are my little worm climbed on top of mom, and I look at you and caress you and take the opportunity to cut your fingernails, to read a book, the newspaper or a magazine, or to watch television. Sometimes I sleep too, but it's not like before because now my greatest treasure is on top of me. Now I can put my leg on the pillow, because now I am your pillow and your little leg goes over me. And then you wake up, you look at me and with your big smile and your bright eyes you thank me and I look at you and kiss you on the forehead and thank you for coming to my life.
After the nap we play, we take pictures, I teach you to walk and you prefer to run because walking is very slow and running is more fun, right? And we dance anything, boleros, salsa, merengues, and you clap and laugh and I don't change my weekends for anything. Because there is no cinema but you are there, there are no exits to the mall but you are. And then you tell me "Mommy, I want fruit" and we eat both, one for you and one for me. Sometimes one for uncle if he hasn't come out. Then the tit. And then to continue playing, growing, living you and me. They give us 20.00 and you want more games, more laughs and especially more walks. By that time your grandmother is already at home and you play with her. How do you have fun with her. My beautiful Gemini, how I love them! Bath time. Tetita And to play a little. But "Calm down (I tell you) because we can't get hot anymore." We watch TV We see "Doki" and how you love it. We watch the video of the Turuleca hen or we put ourselves in the window to see the cars go by. And the day is over. It is 22.00 and your little angels call you to play in dreams. It is 22.00 and at other times I was getting ready to go out to fight. It's 22.00 and I don't want to go anywhere. Because I enjoyed all day with my little piece of heaven. It is 22.00 and I look for my pajamas and I lie next to you. It is 22.00 and I thank God and I am happy. Because I don't change my days with you. Emilia Violeta came into my life on June 11, 2009 with 50 centimeters and 3000 grams. Emilia Violeta you are an earthquake, you are my princess, you are my precious one, you are the joy of my life, you are my inspiration, you are my strength, you are my motivation, you are the best of the best daughters of this world, you are the best that I It could have never happened!
We thank Erika for letting us live with them one of her days and for showing us her love and love for her pretty little girl.
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