There's a way.

I spent lovely time speaking English at Alison's English class today. It's been a while since I met her last. She gave birth to a girl last December; she needed to take almost two-month-break for taking care of her. I had been very looking forward to seeing them since I got a mail from Alison, and finally I managed to join her English conversation class which was called "Coffee Morning."
"How cute she is...!"
This was what I said when I saw her beautiful baby. Her little hands, her tiny fingers, her puffy hair, her sweet smell. Babies bring us happiness; we can't help but smile.

When I was a child, I had a dream to be a mother of three. I can't explain why the number is "three," but I suppose I used to believe many children would bring happiness to a mother. Now that my youngest is a first-grader, I can't recall the last time I changed his diapers... Time has paseed very quickly.

Her baby girl was sleeping away while we were chatting. She let us talk as we like! Thank you, Amy. I'm happy to see you at last.