Squished!
Help! Am being squished!
Something’s happening to my comfy watery home. Over the past couple of days, the walls would infrequently squish me for about a minute or so. It isn’t uncomfortable, but it sure feels strange. I don’t think mama likes the sensation; I can hear her blow & breathe in a very strange manner. Then she would tell papa about the squishing that she calls contractions.
Mama and papa seem relieved and anxious about the contractions. Now I know that contractions are a sign; it’s time for me to be evicted from mama’s womb, but I am not sure I want to leave. I have everything I need and want in here. Why would I want to go out into the world and do stuff, like learn to suckle, sit up, walk, feed myself, and whatever else when mama does all those things for me now?!
I guess I will have to come out of mama soon, but I think I will take my time doing it. After all, papa is still busy with his last project this weekend. I will wait until he’s done, so that he can give me his full attention. Aren’t I a good baby?
Baby Isaac
