Little Mother ... 🥺

 

Being a "little" to my sister's children is a really lovely and beautiful feeling. 🫀I was a little one when I was 10 years old. At that time, I didn't know what it was like to be a little one, but now, as a young person, I feel that feeling as much as my sister. 💖It's like being a mother and a friend to my children. Even though they are not my own children, I feel great affection when I see my sister's babies💋. I feel this feeling of being my own children very much... The babies come to me first for secret games and mischief that my sister can't tell me💫😄.

 I have become a friend to them by now. Things that start with "little one" end after a lot of big laughs... I protect them very much both where my sister is and where she is not😘. Even though I can scold them, I don't want others to hurt their little hearts...☺️ I feel like my sister and I are little again from them...🤗


Somehow, I felt like I was the only mother to my sister's baby... 🙈👉👈

You are my child.  🥺❤️💪




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