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Andris Zéta

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I’m home now. Its much colder than it was on the inside but yum yum and smiley keep me nicely wrapped up. I think they really like me.

Yum yum put something on my head to keep me warm when we were on the way home, she called it a hat. She won’t let me wear it at home though because my little body let’s excess heat go out that way.

They seem to know a lot of things about me, even better than I know myself. I can barely see what they look like half the time unless they are really close to my face. Everything is a bit blurry at the moment, I hope that changes.

For some reason I don’t have much control over my self. I can’t even turn my head when I want to, and there’s things attached to my body that I can’t use. I hope it doesn’t stay like this, cause I want to be able to be able to move around like Yum yum and Smiley.

Today Yum yum says I’m going to have my first bath to get rid of the vernix casoesa. She sounds excited so I’m sure it will be fun.

“Waaaaaah! Waaaaaaah! Waaaaaah!”

What’s going on? What are they doing to me?

“Waaaah! Waaaaah! Waaaaah!”

I’ve decided I have mixed feelings about this bath affair. One minute I feel ok and the next my body starts shaking. Smiley says I need to be clean and were going to do this everyday. Yum yum agrees. I hope everyday is a long time away. I never had to do that on the inside.





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Posted by on March 23, 2011 in CREATIVITY, TRUTH


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I have been in this world for 26 hours now, at least that’s what I heard yum yum say. I must say I’m not fond of the fact that I can’t eat when I want to, but at least with yum yum nearby when I scream I get to have some of that deliciously warm liquid; that will do for now.

All I have done so far is sleep and latch on to yum yum. Wherever I am it seems like people like the fact that I’m hear cause they keep pushing their faces against mine and passing me around. I like the attention, but I can’t be bothered to stay awake for most of it.

Something came out of me a few times, which felt weird but was strangely relieving. I heard yum yum say the first time it was black and sticky because of the meconium, whatever that is. It has turned mustard and runny now and apparently that’s good too.

There’s some other person that always seems to be around yum yum. He keeps doing a wierd thing with his face.  I’ll call him smiley.

Smiley says we are going to a place called home, and that he doesn’t like the hospital. Yum yum seems to agree. I don’t mind where we go as long as yum yum comes along with those yummy bags of hers. Smiley doesn’t seem to have them. I’ve seen a few other people with yum yum bags too, but they don’t to smell as nice yum yums. I think my yum yum has the bestest yum yums.

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Posted by on March 21, 2011 in CREATIVITY, TRUTH


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