Life: Part One

Mom and Dad conceive and there I am.  Hopefully a wanted pregnancy and child.  I'm not sure what's happening, but I feel my body getting bigger and bigger.  I have hands, feet, and I think I hear noises.  

I know she's eating stuff that sometimes I like and sometimes I don't.  If I don't, I end up with these hiccupps that I can't seem to stop.  I hear her talking about them and smiling and laughing with joy.  I'm not.  I'm here in this small space and it seems to get smaller and smaller as the days go by.

Something's happening.  I feel like I'm moving downward.....my head and my feet are in different positions.  There's an awful lot of people are her and Dad is there.

Something's different.  It's cold and I'm wrapped in something soft and lots of people are passing me around like a football.  I'm not sure, but that other place was nice--quiet, small but nice.  Everyone is smiling at me.  Did I say something funny?  I don't think I can communicate with these people.  Their lips are moving but I don't understand them.

Something is different.  This room is way different than that last place.  Is this all mine?  Nice!  

Here comes that nice lady.  We're going to be close.  I like that.  I hope it lasts for a very long time.  

I don't know what that is, but it stinks.  Wow!!!  She wipes and wipes.  Where is that stuff coming from?  If I didn't know better, I'd say it was me.

It's been a while since I've been here.  I don't know what all these people are doing here, but everyone is smiling and talking and laughing, and I'm getting passed around like a football again.  What are they singing about?  It's for me!  It's my birthday, yeah!!! I wonder how old I am?  

Hey, look at all that stuff up there.  I wonder what it is.  If only I could pull myself up and see.  Ahhhhh, I am woman, hear me roar.  Sounds like it could make a nice song.  That lady is always singing.  Look at this.  Opps.  I know I can suck on these little things but they do other things as well.  There it goes....when it falls down there's more of it, more pieces. 

Oh oh..here comes that lady....she doesn't sound like she's happy.  What's the deal....put me back down...  Did I do something wrong? 

Wow, you can really make tracks when you use these feet.  Look at me!  I'm walking like Mom and Dad.  They're smiling again and asking me to walk to them.  Will they always be smiling at me and asking me to come near them?

Another cake, more people, more passing. 

Who is that!!!  And what is that thing he's driving?  Who are those kids?  Why is Mom crying?  Did I do something wrong?  Hey guys, what's happening?  Anyone know where we're going?  I guess that big man up front will take us there.  Do we know how long we'll be there?  My Mom is crying and I want to make it better for her.

Everyone sit down, this thing is moving...wish I knew where we were going and when I'll be home...she looks sad and is waving at me.  I love you Mommy...I'll be back......

Hey guys, look at this...an inside sand box!!!  Cool.  Who is that big lady?  Why is she bossing us around?  I thought only Mom and Dad did that!  Sit down.  Why, there's all this cool stuff here to check out and play with and I've got so many people to play with.  Fun.....

I don't know what these hard, colored things are but they don't taste good.  Am I suppose to eat all of them? 

Hey, there's that man again--the one who brought us here.  What does he want?  Now she's telling us what to do again.  Everyone make a line in front of the door.  What door and what's a line?  Oh, there's the door.  Stand in line.  No talking.  No hitting.  Boy is she bossy......

Oh look.  There's that big, yellow car again.  Hey guys, lets go for another ride.  I wonder where we're going.  I recognize this place....it's where Mom and Dad live.  Hey, there's Mom....she's waving and smiling.....why is she crying?  I just got here and didn't have time to do anything wrong, yet.

She's holding her arms out and I'm going to run to her and see if she can catch me.....she's good.  Got you, she says.  She's kissing me so much.  You'd think she just saw me for the first time.  I missed you, she says.  But I wasn't gone that long. 

What did you do today, she asks.  I hand her my papers as we walk.  There's home.  What should we have for lunch....I don't know but that other place needs better snacks.

She keeps telling me my papers are nice but I'm tired and I feel like I need a nap.  I can hardly keep my eyes open......How come it looks like it's getting darker and darker?  This is nice and soft....

Good night sweetheart, Mom says.  Sleep tight.  Hmmmmmm, could you pull that blanket over me?  Yeah, that's nice....See you in a few.

Love you, she says....Love you back I say....