I grew up in a household of 8 people including myself, being the youngest ... And this is where the story begins ....
I grew up in a household of 8 people including myself, being the youngest ... And this is where the story begins ....
My mom Yeny is twin with Naomi; and my dad has a brother named Alfredo. My parents got married very young for the early arrival of my brother Juan Carlos, they were quite immature and inexperienced; Her brothers who would be my aunt Noemi and my Uncle Alfredo were much more independent, they met and united to help my parents build a house and everything that implies getting married and bringing a baby to the world.
In the process of construction my uncles were falling in love, something that started only to help my parents finish being another marriage ... Now there were 2 brothers married with 2 twin sisters. The four decided to live and shape their families in the same house; raise their children NOT as cousins but as siblings, also that their uncles would have a more important value as a second dad and a second mom, something that would be totally perfect because we would all have the same surnames, the same grandparents, the same uncles, the same cousins and the same family. The house today is called "The Brothers".
My Brother Juan Carlos was the first to arrive, to be the firstborn literally for these two marriages, three years later approximately Noemi and Alfredo decided to enlarge the family with Jennifer and after four years Noeli was also born and finally my parents had me , being the smallest and the last of the children in the house.
It was a very nice childhood because I did not have a brother but three, who did not have only two parents but four, who for us were MOMMY Yeny, MOMMY Noemi, DADDY Juan, and DADDY Alfredo. We grew up sleeping in the same room, sharing the same toys, making mischief of children, taking care of ourselves, with the same values, attending the same schools, birthdays and everything else ... Always together.
It's funny because people have always asked us, how can we have 2 dads, 2 moms and two more brothers? Just like our parents say they have four children, when biologically they are only 2 children each one has. A quite complex explanation that this family doubly of four will always have to give to anyone who knows.
And I am happy to share it with the STEEMIT community, a story that is part of my essence, of who I am, where I come from and my family. A Family Doubly of 4.
I hope you liked ... this story as much as me!
I hope you liked ... this story as much as me!
See you next time I'll call her ...
"Lucky to grow where I grew up"
"Lucky to grow where I grew up"
Translated from SPANISH TO ENGLISH in Google translator
Translated from SPANISH TO ENGLISH in Google translator
It was an annoyance at the time of leaving and having to get permission from my 4 in-laws XDDDD
Really cool and interesting post again ! You have my vote. Keep blogging :) And have a great evening. Peace. CS
Thank you again for the compliment. The great thing is that they are only stories of my life. Tomorrow I will tell another ...;) Happy night!
Yes it is and that's the beauty of it indeed :) I will be there to read your life stories with pleasure and to give you my support. Have a great evening as well ! Peace. CS
Really thanks for the support!! and good little by little I will be improving.
You're very welcome ! I hope we will all learn to improve together that's the spirit. Be sure i will be there for you to support your next efforts ;)
Excelente post hermana, espero en Cristo que los siga bendiciendo saludos.
Gracias!