Sentiments of the Unborn

It was dim. It was dark. And yet; it feels so warm. Where am I? Ah, I was on my mother’s womb.

 

 

October, 1996

Hey, mom! I am your first baby. Aren’t you happy having me? If not, then, why are you crying? Where is dad? Did he make you cry? Don’t worry mommy, I have loved you, unconditionally.

Two weeks later,

Mom, I haven’t seen the world. I am wondering what it would like. Dad will give us a tour right? We’ll be going to play and eat all the foods that we want. We’ll be going to the city and buy all the toys that I want. We’ll be going to the beach for our family bonding. We’ll be going to the church and we will serve God, happily. I’m so excited to see and feel the world, Mom.

I’m just wondering when I will be seeing it. I can’t wait.

One week later,

Mom, you seemed so happy. Did something good happen? I guess there is. I am glad that you are smiling. Mom, please tell Dad that I want to see the world---I want to see your smile.

Three days letter,

Mom, are feeling you feeling pain, because I am. I am still breathing, right? I will be going to live. But it never seems that I have the chance. I am holding on Mom. So please, don’t lose hope. Mom, where is dad? I see that he is right beside you. Good thing, for I know that I can’t hold my promise. Mom, please tell Dad to be strong, that you need him, and you love him. Even if things goes wrong, Dad, please stay on Mommy's side. Never leave her, like you always do. I want to hold on but I just can’t. I’m sorry. Thank you for giving me life. Goodbye Mom and Dad, I will miss you. I will be your unborn angel, forever.