Losing Heaven
copyright Annette Holland 1996

Mmmmmmmm, it's nice and warm in here. Time to wake up a move around a bit. This place is great. Perfect temperature, great atmosphere, nobody to bug me, no loud noises, I sleep when I want to, wake when I want to.... heaven. Hrmmmm, why did I wake up again, oh yeah. Hey Mom!!!! You wanna get some food down here? I'm hungry!

She had a craving for saltine crackers and fresh squeezed orange juice. "Doctor, could you pass me that bag, please. I'm getting hungry." "Sorry, no can do, it'll have to wait until I'm done. You know the drill. No eating during the ultrasound." Mom, this century, please. See, I even said please. Hrmm, that's not working. Maybe if I give her a little nudge to let her know that I'm awake.... oops, that was a little too hard. Hey cool, the whole place moved. Let's do that again.

"Unghhhh." "Is everything ok?" "Yes, doctor, just a bit of a kick that I didn't expect. Did you see it?" "Yes, quite an active one you have."

Two Months Later

Man, I'm hungry again. And this place is getting cramped. I can't move around anymore. It shouldn't be getting smaller, and why do I have more toes now. Oh hey, I have these things next to my thumb. How many can I stick into my mouth? Can I get my toes into my mouth? Yeah, I can! Cool. I must be getting bored. I need more room to move around in here. Maybe Mom stretches. Let's see, if I push here.... WOW!!!! that was awesome. OW! My head!!! Hey Mom, can you move or wiggle around, my head is stuck. This bites, now I can't move at all in this silly position.

One Month Later

Ouch! Mom! Stop squeezing! It's cramped enough in here. What're you trying to do, kill me? Gee, all I want is to stay in heaven. This is perfect for the both of us. I promise to be good, just please stop squeezing. Hey! No fair! My world!!! It's going down the drain, fast! Where's the hole, I need to plug that hole! It's getting cold in here. This isn't very nice of her. Doesn't she know that I belong here? This definitely isn't fun anymore. I want back inside where it's nice and safe and warm. Stop pushing me! MOM!!!!! I can't move at all! Talk about a small hole. Why am I pushed to that? I bet that's where my world went, but how am I supposed to get out. "Push!" Did someone say something? Hey! Something is pushing me from behind. This really isn't fair. Help! Help! Monsters!!! Coming to get me!!!! Mooooooooooom!!!!!

She breathed a sigh of relief as the doctor pulled her first child into the world.

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