At first we were we alone in the waiting room of the maternity wing of hopsital. Then they began to arrive about candy pregnant with their partners and, after an hour, the place was about to explode, in every sense of the term.
appears then a girl that I do not pass the age of sixteen, also pregnant, with obvious signs of pain, followed by her mother and teenage noviete. The boy did not quite know what to do - like the rest of us there congregábamos men, but he showed it more - and their perspectives of those who fled acribillábamos him curiously. The mother looked like a bad host and took the lead, how could it be otherwise.
"Go penalty, child - I thought to myself. Penalty and expulsion. "What goes through the heaters and the rush to say the nicest, or social benefits and the ease of access to shelter the homeless, the more cynical would say.
do not know why I was surprised that the United Kingdom and enjoys the teen pregnancy rate highest in Western Europe (twice that of Spain, of course, but half the U.S. ). I spent five years working in Bracknell (Berkshire), a city notorious for the number of girls who, while holding the cigarette with one hand and talking on the phone with the other, pushing their baby strollers to its hype of seven months. Go angels.
next day, swarmed through the corridors of the hospital killing time when I hear behind me a "Hey, buddy!". Giro and to my surprise, was the shy lad in the waiting room. "You already had the baby?" I asked and without waiting rushes excited about me and says, "Ours has just arrived half an hour ago." It gives me a half hug in an unusual way to show affection and dismisses British saying "Good luck, buddy".
advantage this time of euphoria, a colleague, because as the rush comes to your wife's mother is going to firm.
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