Thursday, March 1, 2012

A BABY’S STORY

Hi mommy...i’m your baby. You don’t know me yet. I’m only a few weeks old. You’re going to find out about me soon, though. I promise.
Let me tell you something about me, my name is Flo and I’ve got beautiful brown eyes and blond hair. Well I don’t have it yet, but I will. When I’m born, I’m going to be your only child and you’ll call me your sweetest one and only. I’m going to grow up without a Daddy mostly, but we have each other and love each other also. I want to be a doctor when I grow up.
 You found out about me today. Mommy, you were so excited, you couldn’t wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile and life was perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face and will be the best thing I see in my life. I know it already.
Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about me!... He indicates a mad face, mommy. He kind of got wrathful. I don’t think that you noticed, but he did. He start to talk about something called wedlock, money, bills and stuff. And I don’t think I understand what he was saying yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then, he did something scary, Mom. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward and your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay, but I was very sad for you. You were crying then Mommy. That’s a sound I don’t like. It doesn’t make me feel good, it make me cry too. He said sorry after, and he hugged you again, you forgave him mommy. But I’m not sure if I do. It wasn’t right you say he loves you more, but why would he hurt you? I don’t like it anymore.
Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger and you’re so proud of me! You went out to buy new clothes and you were so happy. You sing to me, you have a beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I’m happiest. And you talk to me and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait and see mommy. When I’m born I will be perfect just for you. I will make you proud and I will always love you with all of my heart. I promise.
I can move my hands and feet now. Mommy, I do it because you put your hands on your belly to feel me and I giggle. You giggle too. I love you, Mommy.
Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting funny and he wasn’t talking right. He said he didn’t want you. I don’t know why, but that’s what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry. When I grow up, I promise I won’t let anybody hurt you!!! I promise to protect you. Daddy is bad, I don’t care if you think that he is a good person. He said, he didn’t want us. He doesn’t like me. Why doesn’t he like me, mommy?
You didn’t talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay? It’s been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven’t talked to me or touched me or anything since that. Don’t you still love me, mommy? I still love you. I think you feel sad, the only time I feel you is when you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug me with your arms and I feel safe and warm again. I miss your touch. Why don’t you do that when you’re awake anymore?
I’m 21 weeks old today, mommy. Aren’t you proud of me? We’re going to somewhere today and it’s somewhere new. I’m excited. It looks like a hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell you that? I hope you as excited as me. I can’t wait.
Mommy, I’m getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don’t know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think something’s going to happen soon. I’m really, really, really scared, mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then, I will feel safe again. I love you Mommy.
Mommy, what are they doing to me? It’s hurt! Why don’t you stop them? Please make them stop, mommy!! It feels bad, it’s very hurt….. why they done it to you? Don’t they hear your shout, mommy? Oh please, please stop it!!!! Mommy, help me !! please, please help me!! Make them stop!!!
Don’t worry mommy, I’m safe now. I’m in heaven with angels now. They told me what you did, and they said it’s called an abortion. Why mommy? Why did you do it? Don’t you love me anymore? Why did you get rid of me? I’m really, really sorry if I did something wrong, mommy. Mommy, I love you with all of my heart. Why don’t you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want to be living together with you, mommy!! It really, really hurts to realize that you don’t care about me and don’t want to talk to me. Didn’t I love you enough? Mommy, I want to have live, smile and watch the clouds, see your face, growing up, and be a doctor. I don’t want to be here, I want you to love me again! I’m really sorry if I did something wrong, mommy. I love you!!!
Every abortion, it just…………
One more heart that was stopped,
Two more eyes that will never see,
Two more hands that will never touch,
Two more legs that will never run,
One more mouth that will never speak.
And regretting that will never end !!!!!

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