Jeremiah: 1:5 "Before I formed you in the womb I knew you"

DIARY OF AN UNBORN BABY

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 blue eyes.  Just about everything
                         is settled though, even the fact that I shall love flowers.

                  OCTOBER 19-- 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 what my
                                     first word will be: MAMA.

                   OCTOBER 25-- 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 then 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 these 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'll be able to stroke my mother's hair
                                            with them.

                   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-- My mom and dad are probably thinking about a
                    name for me.  But they don't even know that I am a little girl.  I want
                            to be called Kathy.  I am getting so big already.

                    DECEMBER 10-- My hair is growing.  It is smooth and bright and
                              shiny.  I wonder what kind of hair mom has.

                    DECEMBER 13-- I am just about able to see.  It is dark around me.
                     When mom brings me into the world it will be full of sunshine and
                      flowers.  But what I want more than anything is to see my mom.
                                      How do you look, mom?

                   DECEMBER 24-- I wonder if mom hears the whispering of my heart?
                      Some children come into the world a little sick.  But my heart is
                    strong and healthy.  It beats so evenly: tup-tup, tup-tup.  You'll have
                                   a healthy little daughter, mom!

                            DECEMBER 28-- Today my mother killed me.
                                                 

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