Among The Petals

Everything she knew, the darkness, the warmth and close fitting surroundings was about to change. She had experienced movement, the light bounce as her mother ran, the gentle pressure as her mother groomed her belly. Those were things she knew of in the womb. But this would be different, the pressure seemed to be next to her, shoving her about, which was all to easy with her thin frame. She did not fight it, just went with the flow of things. A warmth, a lump that had always been there to her one side was gone suddenly, the other lump leaning up against her, adding more pressure for her to move. And move she did, she was getting tired of being pushed around. She wiggled and squirmed till suddenly cold hit her. Where ever she wormed to it was hard and cold. Her first breath was taken quickly and just as fast exhaled in a cry.

She wanted everything to know she was cold and didn't much like the hardness under her or the open space. She cried as loud as she could, making sure everyone and thing knew how she felt. In a matter of moments she was moved to her mother's belly where it was warm. Instincts lead her to her mother's tit to take in the nourishing milk her body so craved for. She drank to her fill, maybe even more as if she was a mosquito. A lump was next to her once more and she found she rather liked it a lot. her cried had stopped and tiny jaws part with a squeak as she yawn. Curling up against her mother's belly, head turned toward her oldest brother she slowly drifted asleep, but not before another lump joined her other side. Squished happily between her brothers she slept, all that moving was exhausting.