I remember the day when my mum got birth to my little sister.
It was absolutely crazy. My dad had an accident and broke his toes. Prepartum my dad would`nt, that I tell to Mum about this accident, because she was still in hospital. Of course I called my mum and I told her everything. She was very worried, because I spent time at home alone with my 2 little sisters. Therefore she would go home, but the doctors not tolerable this. At home everything was higgledy-piggledy! My mum would`nt give birth to her baby alone, therefore she was nervous. So I thought to myself: Okay, I´m game! Thankfully my dad stayed with her just in time. During the birth something funny was happened: A doctor kicked my dad undeliberately on his broken toes! He was powerless and my mum was alone. After the birth I was the first, who cuddled my little sister! In this moment I was very very proud and happy! We both must think on Dad and that he was lying next to our room After he was recovered, he was able to cuddle his little daughter. Also today we are laughing about Dad`s behaviour during the birth and he`s hopping mad!
(Keine Ahnung, was 'prepartum' heißt / 'I'm game' verstehe ich auch nicht -----
I remember the day when my mother gave birth to my little sister. It was absolutely crazy. My dad had an accident and broke his toes. Because my mother was in hospital my dad didn't want me to tell my mother about this. But of course I called my mother and told her. She was worried because I was at home on my own with my 2 little sisters. For this reason she wanted to leave the hospital but the doctors didn't let her. At home everything was higgledy-piggledy! My mother was nervous because she wanted someone to be there when she was having the baby, thank God my dad stayed with her. While my mother was having the baby something funny happened: a doctor stepped on my father's broken toes by mistake, this made everything worse and in the end my mother was on her own.
After my little sister was born I was the first one to cuddle her, at this moment I was very proud and happy. Both of us thought of dad and that he was in the room next door to us. After he had recovered he also cuddled his little daughter.
Still today we laugh about what happened to dad when my sister was born and he goes mad.
Liebe Lisa. ich habe das jetzt mal ohne deutsche Übersetzung korrigiert, ich hoffe, dass ich den Text so halbwegs richtig verstanden habe.
