Our little boy Antonio. So cute and loving and already so jealous of his unborn brother... the poor thing.
I remember when I was a little girl and my younger cousin was born. As my grandmother was the most important person in the world to me, I felt like ripping myself apart every time I saw granny holding Mari in her arms.
I am sure we'll do our best to comfort our boy. However, in truth, there is not so much we can do to relief his feelings. So natural and unavoidable.
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