ISS:I Wonder if Mom Hears My Heart?

   October 5 Today my life began. My parents do not know it yet. I am
as small as a seed of an apple, but it is I already. And I am to be a
girl. I shall have blond hair and azure blue eyes. Just about
everything is settled though. Even the fact that I shall love flowers.

   October 19 I have grown a little, but I am still too samll to do
anything by myself. My mother does just about everything for me. And
what is odd she still doesn't even know that she is carrying me here
under her heart, and that she is helping me already, that she is even
feeding me with her blood. She is so good. Some say that I am not a
real person yet, that only my mother exists.

   But I am a real person, just as a small crumb of bread is yet truly
bread. My mother is. And I am.

   October 23 My mouth is just beginning to open now. Just think, in a
year or so I shall be laughing, and later talking. I know that my first
word shall be...Mama.

   October 28 My heart began to beat today all by itself. From now on
it shall gently beat for the rest of my life, without ever stopping to
rest. And after many years it will tire, it will stop and I shall die.

   November 2 I am growing a bit every day. My arms and legs are
beginning to take shape.

   But I have to wait a long time yet before those little legs will
raise me to my mother's arms, before those little arms will be able to
gather flowers and embrace my father.

   November 12 Tiny fingers are beginning to form on my hands. Funny
how small they are. I shall be able to stroke my mother's hair with
them. And I shall take her hair to my mouth and she will probably say,
"Oh, nasty."

   November 20 It wasn't until today that the doctor told Mom that I am
living here under her heart. Oh, how happy she must be. Are you happy,
Mom?

   November 25 My Mom and Dad are probably thinking about a name for
me. But they don't even know that I am a little girl. They are probably
saying Andy. But I want to be called Cathy. I am getting so big now.

   December 10 My hair is growing. It is smooth and bright and shiny. I
wonder what kind of hair Mom has?

   December 13 I am just about able to see. It is dark around me. When
Mom brings me into the world, it will be full of sunshine and flowers.
I have never seen a flower, you know. But what I want more than
anything is to see my Mom. How do you look Mom?

   December 24 I wonder if Mom hears the whispering beat of my heart?
Some children come into the world a little sick. And then the delicate
hands of the doctor perform miracles to bring them to health. But my
heart is strong and healthy. It beats so evenly tup-tup-tup- You'll
have a helathy little daughter, Mom.

   December 28 ..TODAY MY MOTHER KILLED ME ...

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