Aug
27
The end
August 27, 2007 |
This is the end. One of these days you will decide to live on your own, you will decide you don’t need my belly to hide yourself anymore, you will decide I’m no longer a comfortable place for you. I’m scared, I don’t pretend to lie and seem strong, I’m not. I’m scared because I know it will hurt so much I won’t be able to think of you, I will only want you out. I’m scared because I know our lives will not be the same with you out. Your daddy is dying to see you, your grandparents also, as for me… I don’t know. I want to see you but I guess I enjoy having you inside, I am the one priviledged to have you inside, I have a special communication with you and you can only beat me. In a somewhat selfish way I’d like to enjoy a little bit more this special relationship because I know that we will never feel this connection again. It’s a quite strange feeling, I’d like to see you but I’d also like to keep you inside. Inside there you’re so innocent, so untouched, so pure… But you have to get out, it’s time now… Get ready and please push with mummy, I will surely be grateful for it all my life.
I’d like to tell you more things but it seems you are not very comfortable when I’m sitting on this chair and I have to take you to bed. I’ll tell you a story until you fall asleep now that I can still talk to you without saying a word.
I’ll wait for you to give me a sign. When you’re ready, I’m ready.
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Looks like he’s finally ready :) Best of luck Sim!
It’s late in the evening..I hope the little one has worked with you today :) full cooperation :)
And I wish you all the best, and a healthy, strong baby boy, as perfect as the name that you have given him, already.