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Tomorrow

Contributed by lnnie on Wednesday, 17th December 2008 @ 08:46:00 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



She turns 13 tomorrow.
She is saying to me:

'Do babies come really
from there? '

That finger was much too low
not my belly
but way below
and I froze-
between the lie
and her need to know
truth.

She,
eyes wide
'do they really come
from your thingie? '
I said
'yes, but...'
She interrupted
eyes wide
'but that's too small'
I could she her measuring
little baby
with tiny thingie
and she asked
'how can it come out? '
'It'll stretch I said
don't worry
people have babies every day.'
'Did you stretch? ' she said.
'Yes, I did and you came out fine.'

Her eyes darted low
trying to visualize.
'Did it hurt? '
'Well yes but you know dear
I had some drugs and it was ok.'
'Like aspirin? '
'Yes, sort of like aspirin but
much stronger.'
'So is there is pain..nnn? '
She stretched the word out.

'Yes, there is
but aspirin drugs
make it so it is not so bad.'
She said
'and that's because it goes inside? '
'What? '
'The baby comes because the boy's
thingie
goes inside your thingie? '
'Goes in side? '
I said
'Yes, does the boy thingie go inside the girls thingie?
Inside' she repeated for emphasis.
'Well yes, if they are in love. That should only happen if they
are in love and married.'
'Oh.'
'If they are not married or in love does that mean a baby won't come? '
'Well, yes a baby can come even if they are not married or in love.'
'Mom' she said her eyes really wide. It goes inside? '
'Yes, '
'Does it hurt? '
'Well at first, it does hurt but after a while it feels good.'
'After a while-
you mean you have to do it again so as to make it stop hurting? '
No, not exactly, I mean after a while you get used to it and it doesn't hurt.'
'What does it feel like? '
Huh? Feel like?
'Feel like, you know, feel like.'
'Oh, ' I said 'that is very private.
Only you and your husband should know
what it feels like
but I can tell you it is very special.
A very special feeling
unlike any thing in the world.'
'Anything in the world? '

Yes, very special. It is God's way of making a baby and you know how
special babies are.'
She nodded.

And so my daughter learned from me
what her biology was telling her,
what those feelings inside meant
and I pray she has her special day,
her special tomorrow
with something special
that she will recall from me.




Copyright © lnnie ... [ 2008-12-17 20:46:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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