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She gazed at me expectantly water boiling in her eyes instead of one baby, they’ll be three. A soft hand on her belly tender look, simple disguise she gazed at me expectantly and asked if I was happy. After countless pregnant-tries, instead of one baby, three. I’d dreamed of a big family but nothing quite like this surprise when she gazed at me expectantly, I wondered if there’d be room for me in a home of warm disguise, instead of one baby, three She gazed at me expectantly, instead of one baby, they’ll be three.
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