Baby, Baby, Baby <3

He came into this world knowing nothing at all. Yet there were constants even then, even at birth. The wriggling frames of his siblings - although, he didn't know them as siblings quite yet, he knew that they were always there, always close, and even after being cast out of the warmth that he had dwelled in since creation, they were still on both sides of him. The other, was something more of a divine presence, someone or something that had always been there. No doubt that he would forget as he started learning, but as an unborn he had awaited his birth surrounded by her heartbeat, her breathing, her voice. He knew instantly, as he was being bathed by her tongue and pushed toward a source of both food and heat - that he was safe so long as she were near.