The date was January 8, 1989. I know this because my mother is still carrying my brother.
I like to think I look like my mother, but my dad's nose is unmistakably my nose. I also have his hair, his compact frame, his small fingers and toes like seashells. But everything else I swear is hers.
I like to think I look like my mother, but my dad's nose is unmistakably my nose. I also have his hair, his compact frame, his small fingers and toes like seashells. But everything else I swear is hers.