Autobiography - Birth

Life is a thing to cherish, but moments are worth remembering. I was an easy delivery for my mother, who did not have to go through much labor, and when I came out of her womb, I looked around the entire hospital room. I could not see very well, only little smudges and outlines of people from the light, but what I did see was outlines of big figures. It’s like a dream where the trees grow big and cover you, but instead of crying and being scared, I was curious and intruiged but what was going to happen next. I did not cry at all, but just looked at all the outlines of these creatures. These creatures were really my mom, dad, grandfather, doctors, and nurses, but I didn’t even think in any language. Somehow, just by looking at them, I knew that almost no harm could be done to me. For the first time in about a second of the start of my life, I was wrong . The next couple of days at the hospital were the worst. When my mom finally got me to go to sleep, then a doctor came in and injected me with a cold ice needle that pierced my skin and took away some of the precious blood that my body needs. Again, I fell asleep for about two minutes, but then another nurse came in and weighed me again. Again, I was going to fall asleep, but another nurse came in to show my mom how to put some weird things in my mouth, which after a year I learned that it was called food. When for the third time, the nurse woke up, I had started crying for the first time in my short life that was less than about two hours long.