On January 25 a beautiful baby girl was born. Big brown doe eyes surrounded by long, dark, thick lashes that touched her brow bone. She had an abyss of black hair that was so long it covered her entire forehead. Her skin was a creamy white and her full cheeks were deep shade of pink. Her lips were a rosy red and were very tiny just as her fathers. Her mother trembled, forehead glistening with sweat, tears streaming down her freckled face as she held her very first child in her arms.
She was happy, yes, but also exceedingly scared. She was just a child herself at the naïve age of 19, ignorance a bliss. Her own mother was crying tears of joy- third grandchild and she was so precious. The newborns father only 18, still immature and stupid, but seeing his child, so vulnerable and new, all of that went from his mind.
However, those blissful moments didn't last for long. After Esmee was born reality set in. The parents barely had enough money to scrape by with just them selves, but with a child! But no – Esmee's mother would never even think of abandoning her sweet little baby girl. A baby could never be happy without her mother. It was simply impossible.
So the young couple move forward. They rented a half furnished basement in the grandmothers apartment and they worked. They thought that the problems they had before the baby would disappear but soon they found out, that they would never go away.
