Letter to my future mother: "The day I am born"

Dear Mama:

I know that there are still a few weeks until it is born, but for you to get an idea of ​​how that moment will be, I wanted to write you some lines.

I know that you are very excited about my arrival and that you have everything practically ready for when you arrive, but I know that you are a little nervous with the moment of delivery because you do not know very well how it will be. It's not that I have all the information, but under normal conditions, if everything happens as planned, the thing will be more or less as I tell you below.

A few years ago, when a baby was born, he was immediately picked up by the lords and ladies of green and white and examined him thoroughly by catching probes through his nose and mouth to aspirate secretions, by the ass to check permeability, weighed and measured, put eye drops to prevent infections, they punctured vitamin K, cleaned a little and then put on their first change of clothes.

It's not that it's wrong, mom, because they want the best for us, but if everything goes well we don't need that to happen as soon as we leave, Often welcome! I've been growing and getting fat in here for seven months now, which will be nine when I have to leave and hey, I would like to be with you, not even for a while, and then if that I will go with the men and women in white and green, to do what they want (does not mean I will not complain), but knowing how you are and having passed A little while with you.

As I know that nobody has ever explained it to you from the inside, I allow myself to make a confession about my life here in your belly: in general you live very well. There are hardly any noises that bother me, I live floating in the amniotic fluid where I don't have to worry about eating or breathing, or in fact worry about anything in particular. I hear your voice often and, although I don't hear you perfectly, I enjoy your words, I love it when you talk to me and I like it when you walk and move because that's how you rock me, cradle me ...

I don't have much space but it doesn't bother me at all because that way I can be in a fetal position, that is, with my legs and arms flexed, which is how comfortable I am. I know it was cold, I even know that it snowed a few days ago, but here inside, still naked, I am protected from the cold, so you can be calm for me.

In a few days my stay here will come to an end, because as it says on a sign that is hung here: "Please do not stay much longer than nine months" (kidding mom, there are no posters, but occasionally I like to joke). The fact is that on that day your uterus will start moving in a rhythmic way to gradually accompany me abroad.

It is not pleasant, I know that I will not like it too much, but luckily my body is prepared for it and will secrete norepinephrine, a negative hormone because it appears due to stress, but that It has the function of helping me to be awake after birth. In other words, it seems that childbirth has to bother me a little, precisely, to later be rather awake.

As I say, when I leave I will be attentive around me for an hour and a half and two hours. Even if you think it is normal, it is not, because from that moment I will sleep and do it so often that it will take two months until you see me again two hours awake with the same intensity and the same alert state as at birth.

That time I will be awake is to meet you, basically, and to confirm that I know how to feed myself. It would be great if, as I told you before, I can be with you as soon as I leave, lying on your chest. First I will stand for a while, then I will begin to want to suck something and, as I will have my fist close, I will probably take advantage of it (as I do now inside your belly). I will realize at that moment that my well-known fist smells exactly like you and this will give me the confidence to want to stay with you and want to suck you. I know it sounds a little weird, but I will need to eat and, to eat, I will need to suck you.

I will begin to crawl, to move on your belly and your chest looking for one of your breasts and there I will find a darker area that will get my attention (the nipple, of course), where I will direct my head. It is clear that never before will I have made any progress in a matter of space, so if you call me "a little awkward" you will fall short. I don't have the possibility to move autonomously, so I hope you understand how much it costs me to move, in general, to do in several minutes something that anyone can do in a few seconds.

He said that my head will find your nipple, that I will surely touch it with my cheek, an act that it will activate my search reflex that will automatically open my mouth to it.

I will suck and I will do it well, because I know how to do it and, above all, because no one will have separated us or bothered me, diverting my attention to other things that could make me take the nipple wrongly. If you let me, if I can take my chest by my means, quietly, I probably always suck well, without bothering or harming.

So I will begin to tell your body that I will want to eat from it, that soon it will have to go from colostrum to milk and thus I will be able to control the “chute” of noradrenaline originated in childbirth to relax.

I know you will intend to separate from me because you will suspect that this way, without clothes, I will be cold. Don't worry too much, your body will be soft because in your belly there will still be the volume of the place where minutes ago I was, which will welcome me as if it were a large warm cushion. Once there, simple contact with your body (and if it does cool some blanket above) It will be enough to keep me at a proper temperature.

In addition, by contacting you, your body will know that I am there and will begin to secrete oxytocin in large quantities to contract the uterus and even emanate from your chest the first drops of colostrum (as they usually say, I think, "if everything is thought ").

Please take advantage of that moment and enjoy me, hold me, caress me, run away and feel me, because I will do the same with you, showing you that I will feel comfortable there, from that moment on and forever.

Without more I say goodbye. I think more or less I have explained everything that will happen and I hope it serves something. I really want to be with you because I imagine that you also really want to be with me. I really want to love you and I really want to feel loved.

Tell Dad that I also want to be with him, of course, but understand that at first it cost me a little, because I don't know him at all (well, almost nothing ... the little I know about him I barely remember him and obviously it was too much soon as to remain in my memory). Or better, if that doesn't tell you anything and when I have a while I write a letter to him, we won't be jealous.

Many kisses and, although it was yesterday, happy Valentines Day. It is not that I am going to celebrate these celebrations so prepared to fall into the consumption of unnecessary goods (of course, what lexicon I have still being so small, right?), But how I am in love with you, and that I do not know you anymore that inside, because I take advantage and I tell you.