08-01-2016, 01:45 PM
FINALLY. For fucks sakes it took forever to get out of mom's uterus. These last few weeks have been THE ABSOLUTE WORST. There wasn't enough room for me to stretch and man did I really need a stretch. My legs were too long and I couldn't move my head like I wanted too....I was so done.
At least dad had kept me mildly entertained with stories about Tycho and about Mom. And Grandma Quark. His voice in my head had been the greatest thing and he promised me we would go on all kinds of adventures if I could just stopmovingsomuch for mom. I tried. I did. But it gets really boring and Dad can't always be in my head.
When the bright sun of the world meets my eyes I can't help but squint. We were shaded but it was still about the brightest thing I have ever seen in my life. Ha. Ha. As short as it has been so far. I look up at my parents, knowing dad by the proud glint in his eyes and mom by that loving look she has. I find Tycho because he's just a little off to the side. "Tycho!" I say, excitement getting me to my feet and wobbling. Whoa. This was a little trickier than it seemed like it would be.
I vaguely hear my dad telling mom my name before I am stumble-stepping and staggering the short distance to my brother. I curl into his side, thankfully not having fallen, and lip at his long mane. "Mine." I say, nipping him lightly but not drawing blood. That seemed to be their thing Tycho's and Mom's and Dad's. But...I wasn't too sure about the coppery taste of it. Dad had gave me so many sensations before I had even exited the womb that I was probably months ahead of most kids my age.
It didn't matter and then with a tilt of my head and a brush of my nose against his I stagger a little more steadily back to Mom and touch my lips to hers. I curl into her chest and Dad's since they are there together, side by side. "Mine." I say softly before a rather loud rumble in my stomach makes me start a little. I turn to peer at my side, sniffing it before...Hey! We match! I turn to look at Tycho.... and am only slightly mollified that his hair matches my body before I turn back to Mom. "We match mom." I grin at this, that rumbling in my stomach making me nose along her side until I find what I was looking for.
Once my belly is full, I lean my body against mom's forelegs and yawn. But I am damned if I am going to go to sleep now. I have cousins and a grandma to officially meet. Oh yes and some uncles.
At least dad had kept me mildly entertained with stories about Tycho and about Mom. And Grandma Quark. His voice in my head had been the greatest thing and he promised me we would go on all kinds of adventures if I could just stopmovingsomuch for mom. I tried. I did. But it gets really boring and Dad can't always be in my head.
When the bright sun of the world meets my eyes I can't help but squint. We were shaded but it was still about the brightest thing I have ever seen in my life. Ha. Ha. As short as it has been so far. I look up at my parents, knowing dad by the proud glint in his eyes and mom by that loving look she has. I find Tycho because he's just a little off to the side. "Tycho!" I say, excitement getting me to my feet and wobbling. Whoa. This was a little trickier than it seemed like it would be.
I vaguely hear my dad telling mom my name before I am stumble-stepping and staggering the short distance to my brother. I curl into his side, thankfully not having fallen, and lip at his long mane. "Mine." I say, nipping him lightly but not drawing blood. That seemed to be their thing Tycho's and Mom's and Dad's. But...I wasn't too sure about the coppery taste of it. Dad had gave me so many sensations before I had even exited the womb that I was probably months ahead of most kids my age.
It didn't matter and then with a tilt of my head and a brush of my nose against his I stagger a little more steadily back to Mom and touch my lips to hers. I curl into her chest and Dad's since they are there together, side by side. "Mine." I say softly before a rather loud rumble in my stomach makes me start a little. I turn to peer at my side, sniffing it before...Hey! We match! I turn to look at Tycho.... and am only slightly mollified that his hair matches my body before I turn back to Mom. "We match mom." I grin at this, that rumbling in my stomach making me nose along her side until I find what I was looking for.
Once my belly is full, I lean my body against mom's forelegs and yawn. But I am damned if I am going to go to sleep now. I have cousins and a grandma to officially meet. Oh yes and some uncles.