Our story began like everyone else’s. We met, fell in love with each other, played a gorgeous and very fun wedding. Numerous guests sincerely wished us children, and my husband and I decided not to postpone this matter.
The first pregnancy was unsuccessful, because the embryo froze, that is, as doctors say, it froze in development. But we did not despair and continued our efforts. The second attempt was a tragedy – an ectopic pregnancy. After the operation, I was told that I would never have children again.
My husband and I experienced immense grief. But life was taking its toll. Each of us made a good career, as a result of which we had a large apartment, a great summer cottage, expensive cars. However, even our regular trips did not fill the void. When we turned 30, the man was the first to utter the word «adoption».
– Sweetheart, can we adopt a child? Everyone is talking about kids, about cartoons, bicycles and schools. I want to be a father too.
– I was afraid to offer it to you. Do you want a boy or a girl?
– Not fundamentally. But if it was a girl, I would raise her like a princess.
We used the services of an expensive lawyer and quickly obtained permits. We immediately went to the orphanage, because we decided to take a more adult girl, and not wait for a newborn.
We stood aside and looked at the children. Suddenly I felt someone pulling at my skirt. It turned out to be a blonde three–four-year-old girl with sunny freckles.
– Aren’t you my mom? Angel asked.
My heart almost stopped. Tears flowed from my eyes, and from my lips fell:
– Yes, I’m your mom, and this is your dad. We’ve come for you.
The husband took the child in his arms, and together we went to the director of the orphanage. Sergey Mikhailovich looked at us, called the teacher and asked to take the child to the bedroom, and invited us to sit down. We immediately realized that something was wrong.
– You see… there is such a problem here. In general, this child is not alone.
– So what is the problem? Does she have a brother?
– No, these are triplet girls. Are you ready to take them all? Sergei Mikhailovich asked with a note of sarcasm in his voice.
My husband and I exchanged glances. Are there really three identical princesses?
– What about their real parents?
– I do not know who their father is. And Mom was our pet. She got pregnant very young and died during childbirth. Of course, no one took them as babies, and you can’t breed such.
«We’ll take it,» my husband said confidently. – Introduce us.
We went to the sisters, who immediately accepted us as relatives. The girls were called Dasha, Masha and Sasha.
With the help of the director, we quickly arranged all the formalities, and after a few days we went to choose a spacious house for our large family.
