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Life was good, finally. Our little Ava was now four months old and receiving a lot of love from everyone. They say all babies are beautiful. Also, every mother considers their little bundle of joy beautiful. Maybe that was it or maybe my baby was truly as beautiful as I thought. Ava’s skin was quite fair and most of her features resembled those of Noah and not mine.

They say that first daughters always look like their fathers and that was very in Ava’s case. My mother in law said Ava was Noah through and through. There was no difference between them and no doubt she was a true Elliot. She and I had not become too cozy and I liked it that way. Besides, there was supposed to be some tension between me and my mother in law so that the boundaries were respected. From what I have seen, women who get too close to mothers in law always end up in trouble. I did not want extra closeness with Noah’s mother. 

All I needed was her respect since I was giving her mine. Also, I ne