A different sort of Christmas present
Let's pretend it's Christmas, shall we? Christmas day, and, after a few hours of pain and screaming wherein she was absolutely convinced she was going to die, little Wendla Bergmann is now a mother.
Wendla is sitting in bed now, holding her daughter and looking at her rather disbelievingly. Anyone who wants to visit Wendla and Brigitta or to dispense some words of wisdom is welcome to stop by.
[Yes, Wendla finally had her baby! So anyone who wants to welcome ickle Brigitta into the world can do so. :)]
Wendla is sitting in bed now, holding her daughter and looking at her rather disbelievingly. Anyone who wants to visit Wendla and Brigitta or to dispense some words of wisdom is welcome to stop by.
[Yes, Wendla finally had her baby! So anyone who wants to welcome ickle Brigitta into the world can do so. :)]