They are triplets. Will you take everyone? – Asked the director of the orphanage …

My name is Mila, and my husband’s name is Sasha. We got married 7 years ago. The wedding was magnificent and cheerful. The guests sincerely wished us love, mutual understanding and, of course, children. We hurried after them right after the wedding.

My first pregnancy was unsuccessful. The embryo is frozen in development. What is it called “freeze”. We mourned and continued our efforts, but again everything went wrong. The second pregnancy was even worse than the first – ectopic, and after the operation I received a terrible verdict. I will never be able to have children again. Now our grief was immeasurable. My husband and I were very worried. They began to live for themselves, to make good.

But here we are already under 30. We have everything you need – an apartment, a summer house, two cars. We entertain ourselves twice a year by traveling abroad, but there is a kind of emptiness in our lives.
Sasha was the first to talk about adoption.

– “Mila, can we take someone from the orphanage? All have children. Everyone just talks about strollers, scooters and cartoons. I also want to raise a child.”
– “Sasha, I thought about it, but somehow I was afraid to offer it to you. And who do you want? Boy or girl?”
“I don’t care, but more, probably, a girl. I want to raise her like a princess.”

I agreed. We began to collect documents. Our material indicators made it possible to obtain permission for adoption very quickly.
And then came that solemn day when we went to see the children in the orphanage.

We did not count on a newborn – to wait a long time. But there were plenty of older kids. When we arrived, the children were playing on the playground. Standing at a distance began to look at them. Suddenly, I felt that someone was pulling me by the hem. Looking down, I saw a blond girl with funny freckles. She looked to be 3-4 years old. She smiled and asked me: “Aunt, are you by any chance my mother?” My heart nearly stopped. I didn’t even know what to answer her, but treacherously tears flowed from my eyes and the words themselves fell from my lips: “Yes, my dear. Dad and I came for you.”
Sasha took the baby in his arms, and we went to the director of the orphanage. His name was Alexei Pavlovich. Seeing this girl in our arms, he shook his head negatively with some kind of regret and asked the teacher to pick up the child, and he took us to the office for conversations.
– You know, it’s complicated. This girl is not alone. I interrupted Alexei Pavlovich: so what? Let’s take both. Does she have a brother?
She doesn’t have two sisters. They are triplets. Will you take everyone?

Sasha and I closed our eyes together. Three identical princesses. Does this happen? Are they abandoned by their parents?
-Their mother is our pupil. She was quite young when she became pregnant, and here there are three at once. So her body failed. The children were saved, but she was gone. Nobody took them as babies. Who needs three at once? And you can’t separate them.
-We need! – confidently said Sasha. Let’s go. Show everyone. What are their names?
-Masha, Dasha and Sasha – you will have a name. We hurried to the girls. They immediately treated us like family. They were bombarded with questions and stories.
– A few days later, the five of us went to choose a new large apartment. After all, with our already large family, we needed a lot of space.

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