The odyssey of a pregnant woman

God gracious, I was in the hospital.

Very certain, evident with particularly unsexy hair net and nightie that I was wearing.

The hour glass was empty; it felt like yesterday, nature calls, and the water has broken.

My twin self-jumped to witness the breath-taking moment with my legs widely as the events unfold before me.

The experts hurriedly and cautiously arranged tools and other medical apparatus, sharper than the butcher’s knife.

Much has been said and heard by family and friends but on the battle field, one has to do all it takes to survive.

Flashbacks of my lifetime on earth, as a Christian; I closed my eyes and sought for forgiveness and strength.

They taught me all the medical procedure for a victory.

I clenched my teeth, held the bed and pushed strategically on the multiple counts until the sun shined.

My bundle of joy, another world puzzle has been solved; a new life waits after the bills have been paid.

Momentarily, I have a new identity, new responsibility, most importantly; am born again.

Such a stupendous view, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas