The day I was Born (Hospital Diaries #1)

Today I was born. Slipping down the mini, but fluidy path that led to a bright light with a pair of hands awaiting my arrival. Afraid, I turn away from them but slide on and on.

Uh oh!!! I am stuck somewhere, a mild warm air stroking a part of my bald head. Woohooo more rush of slimy fluids and more air strokes my little head.



Hey, wait, someone's pulling my head out. I close my eyes shut. I am still being pulled, but I want to stay inside. Afraid, I frantically try to hold on to something with my little hands and legs. Getting nothing, I start crying.

A lot of noise, like I heard from my warm sweet home inside. Slowly, I open my eyes to see a pair of eyes, so calm, so soothing, pushes my fear aside.

So beautiful!!!

I cry I want to go to her, my solace. But, a strong pair of hands still hold me in place. I look around to find many others who look like that beautiful, I don't know what to call it, but none have eyes like her.

They take me to a place with more fluid, but this time, it is not like ones that pushed me out into the bright light. Its different, more clear!! I choose to close my eyes. Lots of noise gurgling around my ears lulls me to sleep.



Where am I? So warm. I open my eyes to meet the same lovely eyes I met a while ago.