It is the third month of my exsistance and I am twice the size, that i was. I can move for the first time and I'm a good kicker. I am now longer an embryo I am a foetus.
"Whats that not more chocolate"
Mother has fed me lots of chocolate today and I am sick of it, as I have had nothing but chocolate for the last two weeks.
I can hear murmers, and it echos all around me. Shannon, Carley, Lisa, emma. No No you can't call, the sound is muffled.Chelsea for a girl. That was a different voice, I havn't heard that one before. It hurt me ears, Kick,kic, kick,kick.
"Derick Derick come quick," Jane shouted.
"What Dear"
"Come quick the babys kicked," she shouted again.
"Oh has it,"
He puts his hard on top of my head , the voice frightens me so I stop kicking....
A week later... " Lucy, Chelsea, Richard, Robert" Shouts Derick.
" Yes Robert, Robert Ashbee,Richard Ashbee, I think i prefer Richard. "What do you prefer Derick?"
"How about we toss, cause I don't know"
"No we won't," Jane replied angrily.
I can distinguish between the voices that I 've heard now. Mummy generally speaks softly and Daddy speaks in a louder tone. His voice doesn't frighten me anymore. I am five months old and have more than trebbled in weight. Something strange has happened in the last few days. I have just found out that i'm not alone, but I cannot see as my eyes stay permanantly closed. I found out by accident a couple of days ago, when I was poked and prodded, and well, all I can say is that I'm not happy with the idea of sharing my environment. I thank God, that I am not sharing the same cord.
On and positive note, at least I won't have to eat all that chocolate.
I take a while to accept the situation. I am the center of the universe and only I matter, I don't know the concept of feelings. I am egocentric. I puch and kick the other foetus to let them know i am there.
My environment is enriched with acoustic stimulation. I hear sounds of my mother eatting, drinking, breathing. There are cardio vascular noices along with gastrointestinal activity. The most frequent sounds I hear are that of the wombs, pulsating main arterry along with mummy's calm voice.
All the food I eat is liquified, my food is mixed up in amnoitic fluid. I heard extremely loud voices the other night and it not only made me wierd, it made me excrete alot of urea. I must have excreted several times in the last two hours. The brown bubbly mixture made the other foetus sleep and sleep which was fantastic, as I feltmore comfortable, having more space to maneuvre. You may think I am a horrible foetus, but I'm not really. I was worried about my foetus friend when it didn't wake up for a long time after the consumption of that brown bubbly liquid.
I am a boy and my foetus friend is a girl. To explain to you why I am so certain about this knowledge. We have only 2 months left now before we leave our environment, our ears are very close too the surface and sounds are very clear. We hear alot of television and I like football like the deep voice does and my foetus girl friend enjoys listoning to neighbours. Off caurse i switch off and sleep whislt she listens and she sleeps while I listen to the football.
I am aware of the anxiety of my mummy as everyday is a day closer to our due date. Though i am not sure about me staying here for much longer as I feel that I have no room to move or breath.
I have heard many different voices "bethave" but this word I do not understand the meaning of. The voices have said bet its two boys or I bet its two girls. Some talked about pounds, ten pounds or twenty pounds and this frustrates me as I would like to know what they mean.
I am getting out if here. Head down engaged ...
Water breaks .... I feel wierd but I need to head for the light. How on earth am I going to get out. Push Push I hear them shout and breath. What a good idea that makes my birth alot easier. 28 minutes later I have arrived oh my god I am screaming with the shock ... come on baby sister where are you... 22 minutes later she has joined me.
Welcome to the world little ones.
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