I Wonder If Mom Hears My Heart

“I Wonder if Mom Hears My Heart?”

October 5

Today my life began. My parents do not know it yet. I am as small as a seed of an apple, but it is I already. And I am to be a girl. I shall have blond hair and azure blue eyes. Just about everything is settled though. Even the fact that I shall love flowers.

October 19

I have grown a little, but I am still too small to do anything by myself. My mother does just about everything for me. And what is odd she still doesn’t even know that she is carrying me here under her heart, and that she is helping me already, that she is even feeding me with her blood. She is so good. Some say that I am not a real person yet, that only my mother exists. But I am a real person, just as a small crumb of bread is yet truly bread. My mother is. And I am.

October 23

My mouth is just beginning to open now. Just think, in a year or so I shall be laughing, and later talking. I know that my first word shall be…Mama.

October 28 My heart began to beat today all by itself. From now on it shall gently beat for the rest of my life, without ever stopping to rest. And after many years it will tire, it will stop and I shall die.

November 2

I am growing a bit every day. My arms and legs are beginning to take shape. But I have to wait a long time yet before those little legs will raise me to my mother’s arms, before those little arms will be able to gather flowers and embrace my father.

November 12

Tiny fingers are beginning to form on my hands. Funny how small they are. I shall be able to stroke my mother’s hair with them. And I shall take her hair to my mouth and she will probably say, “Oh, nasty.”

November 20

It wasn’t until today that the doctor told Mom that I am living here under her heart. Oh, how happy she must be. Are you happy, Mom?

November 25
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