"Emma, I've already waited too many tomorrows, I really don't want to wait any longer! Besides..." Robert hugged the little one in his arms and kissed Little Thomson's face: "Little Lucky is also waiting. She's already our daughter, but because of your procrastination, she still doesn't have proper identification. Do you want our precious child to live without a legal status her whole life?"
Emma shook her head without hesitation. That was not acceptable!
"So," Robert put the baby into Emma's arms, as if to make her feel their daughter's pressure - but Little Thomson mostly ate and slept. And she was too small; even now she weighed less than 10 pounds. Moreover, after being pinched on her buttocks by her grandpa and crying a lot earlier, she was exhausted and fell asleep. Her little paws were clenched into fists, and her small face twitched from time to time.
However, even though Little Thomson was not heavy, Emma still felt the undeniable weight of her child in her heart.