The Joy of Life
The Joy of Life
I held the newborn baby in my naked chest with tears in my eyes. I held her tightly with my arms around her in case she would leave me. Her little feet kicked my
abdomen gently with her eyes closed. I could feel her soft breath. She was so little, quiet, sweet and fragile. The world was so strange for her, she needed love and protection. I was willing to protect her with my whole life. She
is my niece whom my sister-in-law just gave birth to. Her mother was in another
word and went through an operation—uterine-incision delivery in medical item.
So it was my obligation to take care of her.
About two years ago we lost her old brother. I saw the little boy dying because
of severe aspirated pneumonia. I helped my sister-in-law give birth to her first
baby, but the baby came to a premature end. The whole family was in deep sorrow
at that time. My younger brother almost lost his business and my mother nearly
lost her memory. It was my fault to let my sister-in-law deliver in the hospital
where I used to work. I felt guilty all the time.
Now the naked baby was lying in my chest and falling deep sleep. I just let tears run down on my cheeks with happiness in my deep heart. From now on my life connects to the little life, no one can separate us. I fed the baby with bottle milk before her mother could breast feed her; I washed her after she urinated and emptied the bowels and comforted her when she was crying. I couldn’t do anything
but look after the baby at the time I was with her.
Time flies, my mentor called me to back to school nine days after. I had to say
good-bye to the baby. I kissed the baby again and again before I left. I, however, know she will be healthy and happy, because my mother, my sister and her parents love her so much.
My dearest baby, auntie wishes you a happy and healthy life.
Dragonfly in haste
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