Baby Story
16 years, 1 month & 16 days ago
10th Nov 2008 17:24 Something was wet, a little too wet for me. I began to squirm uncomfortably. What was it? My nose wrinkled up as I sniffed the air, I knew for sure that it was me! ???Mom!??? I said kicking my feet so that I could spin myself around to look at the camera, after kicking for five minutes I looked into the camera. ???Hello out there,??? I snorted, ???Mom!??? I screamed then took a deep breath and added for good measure, ???WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!??? I could hear her running, I giggled to myself. Thankful that no one else could hear, in the middle of my giggle spree my door flew open and there stood, green mask and all.
My mom.
She walked over to me and picked me up out of my crib, ???Oh baby,??? She whispered patting my back.
???Uh, hello. Wet diaper here.??? I replied tilting my head back to look up at her, but she wasn???t looking at me. Blinking I threw my head on her chest and did my best to squirm but when one is being held in a tight grip one cannot squirm to well. As her arms loosened their lock on me I began to squirm furiously, she held me back and her brown eyes looked into mine. I frowned and she sniffed the air,
???Baby, you stink!???
???No really, I didn???t notice since I was sleeping in it half the night.??? Mom laid me down on a hard plastic floor. As my bald head, a shiver went down my spine. After being in a warm bed and having your clothes being taken off, it???s cold! ???Wahhh!??? I let out a good measure of whining and she hurried up. My stinky wet diaper was taken off and a warm fresh diaper was put on, mom picked me up to that I wouldn???t be so cold but because of the big whine I had stinky spit-up running out of the mouth and down my chin, some getting on mom.
???Thanks baby.??? Mom replied as she wiped off some of the spit-up on her. I giggled and looked around the room; a large grey creature stalked into the room.
???Go away or I???ll pop you!??? I snapped, the creature looked at me and walked off. ???That???s right, you better run pal!???
During this time, my mother had changed me into new clothes. She lifted me up with a sigh and walked me out of my warm room.
???Micah, Micah Micah. Some times you are such a handful.??? She scolded me lightly. I ignored her for I heard someone else shuffling through the house, when I turned my head I saw my daddy walking towards us. His walk seemed slow, but he was dresses and ready???to play with me that is! But instead of picking me up and playing with me he learned over and hugged my mom, ???Goodbye.???
???Have a nice day at work.??? I stared at them, ???What!??? I thought, ???Aren???t I enough work? Why do you need to go to some big place to work???? I questioned out loud.
I, rightfully, expected a full answer from my Daddy but he pulled on his shoes and coat and pulled open the door, with a final wave he walked out into the snow. When the door closed I cried. ???Daddy, come back, now! I did not get an answer from you yet!???
Mommy groaned tiredly, ???Micah, what???s wrong???? She asked shoving my pacifier into my open mouth.
I closed my mouth around it, but I tired to cry though it. She laughed and lowered my eyebrows, ???What???s so funny???? I said though the pacifier. She laughed again. With a final word (which shall not be repeated) I fell silent, I thought up of stupid things she had done as medicine to nurse my hurt pride.
I looked up at my ???friends??? from my spot in my crib. ???You all are boring!??? I told them then glared at the frog, ???Especially you.??? In reply the thing just looked at me with big white eyes, I snorted and turned my head to look at my people. ???Do something other then moving in a circle, alright???? I told it as the rainforest song ended.
When nothing changed I opened my mouth and wailed, in a matter of seconds Mommy walked into the room. Her green mask was gone and her teeth were brushed and free of morning breather so I didn???t mind her leaning over me and talking to me really loudly. But I did mind how she changed the song to Mozart, if she had been paying attention she would know that I absolutely hate Mozart! I prefer Beethoven.
So when the dumb Mozart started to play I screamed, Mommy quickly turned off the music and picked me up saying something under her breath. I continued crying, she was not about to put me back down again! It was the middle of the afternoon.
???Micah, are you hungry? I have some nanners!???
Flaring my arms up into the air, Mommy yelled something and, what seemed like hours, my sissy came with a bottle.
???Why does she have my bottle? I???m the hungry one!??? I shouted, then mommy shoved the bottle into my mouth. The warm milk flowed into my mouth and down my throat. I smiled and sucked hard getting more milk.
???Yum!??? I thought to myself, and kicked my feet once.
Once I was finished with my bottle, Sissy tapped me on the back a couple times until a big burp came out. They all laughed. ???What???s so funny???? I said frowning. With that I placed back into my crib. ???I want to play. Get daddy.??? Again no one answered me; I was left alone with only my animal pals. ???Why am I always left alone with you guys???? I whispered angrily. The frog just looked at me; the wide white eyes just stared, without blinking. I leaned forward to look right into them. Raising a small fist I hit the fur and looked away at the people above me. Watching them made me fall asleep.
During my sleep, I had a dream. I loved it. I was REALLY big and I could do what ever I wanted and I didn???t have to worry about Mommy coming in all the time to get me something.
I awoke to a very bright flash that got me. Screaming, I could hear one of my parent???s feet running to get me. Luckily it was Daddy. He gently picked me up, and I leaned towards him taking in his warm scent???making sure that he is my daddy that is. Daddy rocked my slowly and walked me out of my room. A loud explosion type thing shook the house and I whimpered once. I was handed to my mommy in her bed; daddy climbed in the bed and I was snuggled in-between them. A warm aroma came from both of them, a sign of protection.