She'd undergo a tubal ligation while she was there.So she enjoyed her pregnancy-she even enjoyed the swelling of breasts and belly, the backaches, and... the waddling its latter stages inflicted on her. She knew she'd be able to regain her figure and tone-her mother had, and so had the two aunts she'd met years before. She savored every nuance of being pregnant... this once would have to last for her lifetime.Meanwhile, she worked hard making their home into the comfortable 'nest' she wanted for. " I said."Yes I did. I have always known that you wanted to be a girl and Ialways wanted to have a daughter. So I guess someone upstairs waslisting and made two peoples dreams come true." How long? I don't want to go back to being a stupid boy. I love beingStephanie." I said."I love having you as my daughter." My Mom said."I have a question why didn't you seem surprised this mourning?" I said."Because you're my daughter and I love you." My Mom said."You don't believe me do you?" I said."Sweetie. Me: I am not coming. You are on your own tonight.Didi: Are you mad? Don’t you want to see your future brother in law? (she replied sarcastically.)Me: I get it. You are enjoying your life and you don’t want it to be ruined. (I replied holding her chin.)Didi: I don’t know but I never imagined it this way or this sooner.I tried to be philosophical with her and talked about whatever I learned from all the movies I had been watching over the years. I always loved her barring this one time where my. I didn't really think of this as anything much different. I mused that she was certainly far and away the best looking young executive I had ever mentored. I also knew in my mind that my help would need to extend way beyond a friendly word of advice.I drove over to the nearest branch of my bank and drew out five hundred in cash, so that Joyce would have some walking around money. With debit, credit and all the other cards I usually never carried more than fifty dollars around with me at any one.