Poor Svіtla, this scoundrel will send her to the other world. In five years, he impregnated her four times. And again, it’s his doing! Maria Yegorivna raged, “Children are the flowers of life. They’re young; let them enjoy themselves. Does Petro love Svitlana?” the neighbor asked. “Oh yes, he loves her… he only thinks with that part!” Yegorivna replied indignantly. “If he had at least once used his head, he’d calm down.
She can’t handle it; she’s not sleeping or eating much.” “You should help her! You’ve got so much strength; you won’t find anyone stronger. Take care of the dishes yourself, your mother-in-law will do the rest!” the neighbor advised.
Suddenly, the roar of a motorcycle was heard. Petro jumped off it and rushed into the house shouting, “Mom, it’s all over! I took my wife to the maternity hospital! This time, it’s definitely going to be a boy; the ultrasound showed it.” “We’ll see… doctors are not fortune tellers. All you know how to do is make girls,” grumbled his mother-in-law. She continued, “Everything is going fine. She just breathes, and the baby comes out.” Petro wanted to impress them, but then his mother’s mobile phone rang.
“Are the contractions quick? Is everything okay? Did the doctor arrive?” his mother inquired. The connection was poor. From the conversation, his mother learned that the baby had been delivered safely. A girl!
“Take a good look! Your husband says he’s a jeweler,” Yegorivna joked. She burst into laughter, and Petro rushed to the phone. He dialed the maternity hospital number ten times, asking who Svitlana Ignatova gave birth to, and each time he heard, “A boy!
” He decided to make a final control call. Perhaps Petro was so upset that the conversation was a bit odd. “Hello again. Who did Ignatova give birth to?” he asked. “She gave birth to a girl!” came the reply.
Petro was nearly in cardiac arrest. “Now, son-in-law, go back to work and prepare a dowry! Another girl!” Yegorivna expressed. Her husband was dashing around in a panic, and she continued, “It’s not that hard for us. We just provide the dishes; the sourdough is yours!” He wanted to make an impression, but then his mother’s phone rang. “Is the ambulance here? Is everything okay? Who was born?” his mother asked. The connection was poor. From the conversation, Petro’s mother learned that the baby was born healthy. A girl! “Look carefully! Your husband claims he’s a jeweler,” Yegorivna laughed.
She waved to her daughter, who smiled and said something, but Petro couldn’t hear it. The doctor handed the baby to him, and Petro was overwhelmed with emotions. The heir! The entire hospital watched his parental happiness. “It’s a boy!” echoed through the whole area. Everyone passing by smiled and wished the baby a happy life and health!
