The hours pass and everyone was dirty, tired, but happy. We decided to wash up to go to Don Genaro's restaurant and enjoy a delicious freshly made pizza.

"My heavens!" I complain as I sit down, from my position I can appreciate the beautiful crystal clear waters.

"You should stop with the crazy paintings,” recommends my sun.

"I know, I know. I am nowhere near having my tenderness," I sigh, "I get more tired," I caress my belly when I feel my baby move.

"Have you seen the mega belly you have?" Micaela asks, “is it normal woman? I say that belly is not normal,” she looks at me almost...