Through the eyes of my child

I see a face, it has a mask on it and they are all looking at me. I am wrapped in something warm and fuzzy. It feels almost like the belly lodge and I am placed in the arms of some one. They are soft and kind and feel very much like what I was used to. I hear her voice, the voice I have been hearing for the last so many months and I can smell the same familiar smell. I feel safe, this is my safe haven.

There are so many people staring down at me, oh why do they have to make such weird faces and why do they talk in this funny language. I can understand adult talk perfectly well. I try and tell them to talk properly using their big words but oh what is this I feel an intense pressure and pain in my belly so I start to cry and soon there is a wet sensation and it all feels better. A disapproving face hovers on top of my crib now, it is the nurse she is telling mommy that I have wet my diaper and we need to change me, oh not again. I feel horribly cold, so I cry some more.

Now I am hungry give me food, oh you mean mean people give me food I yell and scream and flail the things attached to me, what are these long things and where is my belly lodge bed, I do not feel the walls around me any more. They laugh that I sleep like a super man well I want my bed back you guys. I hate this crib, I am all alone in it no warmth no safety;oho everything is new and different from what I am used to. Pick me up pick me up waaaah waaaaaah. Finally a light turns on, I see her face hovering over my crib she is smiling. I smile back, she hugs me tight...... I feel safe now. Mommy please keep me safe protect me from the mean mean monsters.

Yes my baby that is a mothers job; protection........

protection of my gift from god.