MEMOIRS OF A WOMB DWELLER

MEMOIR OF A WOMB DWELLER!

Let me tell you the story of how I was evicted from my womb- house. 

Imagine this: there I was, swimming in my pink watery world. 

I had no care. My needs were met. I paid no rent, bills, or taxes and held no grudges. I had no care.

I slept well and rested well because the temperature was always perfect.

The food? On-demand delivered straight to my belly button through a twisty pink rubbery pipe that needed zero maintenance.

A mysterious sound ruled my world. I called it “The Voice” from above. 

Always chatting, always singing – it was like having my own personal iTunes. Every song had “I Love You” in it. 

I later discovered her name was called Mama.

Now, The Voice and I had this weird spiritual connection. It was like emotional Wi-Fi, but with better coverage than most service providers could render. I could feel what she felt. When she felt happy, there were good vibrations everywhere. My water world gave me a tingly happy feeling. I did a little dance by rolling around as she sang to let her know I enjoyed it. 

When she was sad, I knew. At times I kept quiet and didn’t move so that I wouldn’t disturb her. Occasionally I would blow some bubbles in the water to let her know “I understand”. “I am with you…. You can come in here. I’d make room for you”

At other times when I felt she forgot I was around, I gave a little kick or pushed my foot a little against the walls of my watery world. It was my way of saying “Hey, remember me”. 

Looking back now, I can confidently say, that being a fetus is all about the audio experience. It’s like living in a radio broadcast that never ends. There is always a new program to hear. As each sound reverberates gently into my world, I check “ the womb-line”. I mean online. The amniotic fluid is our wombternet. Sorry, internet. It’s our YouTube, Google, Siri, Alexa, AI, whatever all rolled into one. It’s even more. It knows everything. With the constant beeps, boops, and zips, I ask “Hey amniotic fluid” What is that?” I didn’t know I was getting a glimpse of the digital world to come. 

By the way, data was unlimited.

That’s why we babies are tech-ready when born. While you giants are fumbling with your smartphones, we’re thinking, “Oh yeah, I remember that sound. Give it to me. Let me fix it for you Mama”.

Sometimes I see light, it invades my watery world though I didn’t have a name for it then. It was so bright. I could feel it though my eyes were not properly formed yet, but I could sense something bright affecting that part of my body called “the face”. 

At other times, when she read what I now know as the Bible, a different Light came in, and that revered and lovely “MAN”, JESUS THE CHRIST would enter and talk or play with me. At other times, He sends His angels to hang out with me in the watery world. This is why it was never boring in the womb.

SELAH.

To be continued.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.

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