My mom carried me for nine months. She felt sick for those months with nausea, then she watched her feet swell & her skin stretch. She teared. She struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quickly and she even suffered many sleepless nights. She then went through excruciating pain to bring me into this world. Then, she became my nurse, my chef, my maid, my chauffeur, my biggest fan, my teacher & my best friend. She’s struggled for me, cried over me, hoped the best for me and prayed for me. Most of us take our mom for granted. Reblog if you love your mom more than anything else in the world.
Hello there all you lovely people!
My name is Estefania but you can call me Steffy. I live in mexico. & have lived most of my life in Toronto. I am 15. And my blog is mostly about things i like, mostly fashion, photography, music and quotes. Sometimes i also post things that express the way i feel emotionally. I love to awnser questions so if you have a question or need some advice, just send an email to:
Steffy.mariposa@hotmail.com
If you want to make someone happy, click follow:) and if you dont like my blog click unfollow. ♥
Thank you.
love, steffy
My name is Estefania but you can call me Steffy. I live in mexico. & have lived most of my life in Toronto. I am 15. And my blog is mostly about things i like, mostly fashion, photography, music and quotes. Sometimes i also post things that express the way i feel emotionally. I love to awnser questions so if you have a question or need some advice, just send an email to:
Steffy.mariposa@hotmail.com
If you want to make someone happy, click follow:) and if you dont like my blog click unfollow. ♥
Thank you.
love, steffy
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