Really, I had had quite enough of my siblings tossing about and shoving me around. I could hardly stand for it anymore. Couldn’t they just settle down and enjoy the sweet nothingness that was our existence? Just when I thought they had stilled, nope! Another kick to the bum. When our world began trembling and I was drawn towards a way out, I gratefully took it. Of course I entered the world in the most graceful of fashions. Please disregard the disgusting mess I was covered in, or the way I flopped to the ground and began mewling immediately. I was first to arrive, and of course I was a sight to behold. Despite my lack of ability to see, that is.

Frustrated at my inability to strut into the world, my legs were splayed uselessly beside me. I squirmed, determined to show whoever could see me that I was of importance, that I was beautiful and – whoa! Gently someone grasped me, and though at first I put up a bit of resistance, I quickly gave way to the pressure of my mom’s direction. And I was justly rewarded with the sweetest thing in the world. Oh this was delicious! I hungrily mawed the source, sucking the substance down greedily. And that was when one of my siblings was suddenly pushed next to me. There was some familiarity there, this was not the larger one that had kicked me so frequently. Regardless, I did my best to push her away, determined to keep the source of this wonderment to myself. Eventually I settled, content to feed at my sister’s side.

I was barely aware when our brother joined us, for I had been feeding for the longest of the three of us now. The warmth in my tiny stomach overwhelmed me, and I released my grasp on my mother. Pushing my head forward, I nuzzled into her warmth and promptly fell asleep.