She is Very Much Our Daughter:

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It was the first time Mama and Papa were taking me out since we arrived in America! Mama was now five months pregnant and we were going to the doctors to see the baby. This would be the first time I would leave the grounds of the mansion since the day I arrived and that was four weeks ago!

Papa got me dressed into a pretty dress. He called it 'a pretty frock'. It was Mama who chose the dress and Papa let me clothe myself. He reminded me to put a vest and some shorts on underneath my dress. 

My under vest

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My under vest. 

My fancy dress

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My fancy dress.

My underneath shorts

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My underneath shorts.

When Papa saw my outfit, he picked me up and spun me around. 

"You look gorgeous my baby girl." Papa said. 

Mama smiled at me. I clearly impressed her.

"Are we going to see the baby?" I asked.

"Yeah sweetheart. Do you want to put your shoes on?" Mama asked.

I always wanted to go out with Mama and Papa on our own. I really couldn't wait to see my baby brother or sister. 

I put my shoes on and walked out to the hallway. 

My shoes

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My shoes.

Mama, Papa and me said goodbye to Jack and Jill and we went into Papa's car. I hadn't entered it since the day of my adoption. 

Papa drove us to the hospital where Mama was to have her scan. 

"Elizabeth, when we exit the car, expect some people to take photos. It's normal for people to take photos of me and your mum together. And they are going to want to see you sweetheart." Papa explained to me. 

"That's okay. I always loved photos anyway." I told him. 

Mama and Papa got out the car and opened the back door so I could get right. Papa was right, there was people ready to take photos. Papa picked me up and carried me so the people couldn't see me. I put my head in Papa's neck and allowed my eyes to see things. 

When we entered the hospital, people were surprised to see Mama and Papa here. I didn't understand why. 

"Camila Morrone?" The receptionist asked. 

"That's my Mama." I said to her.

"You must be Elizabeth." The receptionist asked. 

"Yeah." I replied.

Papa smiled. So did Mama. 

When the doctor called us to walk through, Papa put me down and I walked alongside him, my hand in his. We were a normal dad and daughter, not some famous actor and his adopted daughter. 

"Are you here for the 20-weeks-scan?" the doctor asked. 

"Yeah. We invited our daughter this time. Sorry if I didn't tell you last time. She was adopted just two days after the last scan." Mama explained. 

Around five minutes later, the doctor made some news.

"Well, it's my job to tell you that the child you are having is a boy!" The doctor said. 

I was having a little brother! A brother all to myself!


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