The following is an incredibly rough draft. Any comments, suggestions, or editing would be much appreciated. I would have waited until it was "perfect," but I've been waiting for several years now and it's not getting any better- I've hit a wall. Comments would be appreciated.
I happened today.
It’s my first day. I’m me. A very, very little me, but a me, nonetheless.
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Okay, so today I’m technically five weeks old. My mom just found out about me. Yay! Of course, last week I developed a back bone and my brain stem, but that’s kind of old news since today my heart started beating. It was there before, but it never had a regular rhythm. It’s soothing to listen to…Seriously, my arms are going to be huge. I mean, they’re already developing and my mouth and ears are trying to keep up. I think I’m going to be quite good-looking.
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Best day, EVER! I’m going to be blonde! Oh yes I am! I’m so totally psyched. Look! Look! Watch! Did you see that? I’m wiggling! Once again, best day, EVER!
I want so badly to meet my mom. I mean, come on! Who wouldn’t want to meet their mom? She’ll be so impressed with my long arms and legs, just wait until she finds out that I will dominate on the basketball court. Or maybe I’ll play soccer… One thing’s for sure, I’m never joining band. Nope. Not gonna do it.
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Oops. I think I just did something bad… Yeah… Okay, so I was just squirming around and then I did this crazy flip thing. It was so awesome! But I don’t think my mom liked it. Oops... But let’s see… what else is going on… Oh! Yeah, so I have fingernails and eyelashes now. Seriously, it’s a very good thing I’m a guy because no girl would ever want these nails. My eyes are done, almost completely, and guess what? I can move now! I mean, I always moved, but now my nervous system is amazing. The brain- it’s done. Whoo-hoo!!! Can’t wait to see the world!
My mom, my dad. I want to see, taste, smell, hear. Wait till I grow up- it’s going to be amazing. I’m gonna be a blonde basketball player who loves the color red. Yup. Granted, I’ll probably be a little obnoxious. Maybe just a little loud, but I bet my mom loves me. She will! I know it...
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Today my mother killed me.
The above was written based on the biological time-line of normal fetal development up until a partial birth abortion performed at the 26th week of development.
