I open my eyes, and I’m sitting on the couch in my living room. I feel my heavy arms and a sucking in my right breast, so I look down and find the most beautiful image I’ve ever seen in my life: a black-haired, smooth-haired baby falling on my forehead, with closed eyes that was sucking on my chest, my son. I touch his hair, face and see his cheeks turn pink.I feel complete, pure and peaceful. I look at his clothes, is a boy. A beautiful little boy.

Agreement accomplished and excited. I look at Carlos who was sleeping peacefully, but my excitement does not allow me to leave...