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Write a day-in-the-life-story about a first-time parent and their newborn child.

Posted in Adults on Oct 26, 2022

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Letter to Lucien

Submitted to Contest #56

Author's Note I realise that technically this story cheats a bit with the "first child" element of the prompt. But I was so involved in it I couldn't give up or change it - I hope I'm excused! My darling Lucien, my big-eyed wriggling boy,      The conflict of emotions within me is like a sky at sunrise, or at the moment just before sunrise, when all manner of gold and pink and nascent blue blend with the grey of the lingering night and the smudge of impending stormclouds.       ...

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True Love

Submitted to Contest #56

I sit, curled up in the middle of my queen sized bed, pressing the cold ultrasound picture against my feverish stomach. It won’t cool me down, or fill the fictitious oversized hole, but for a moment I imagine it does. I imagine that I’m still 14. I imagine that I never met Tristan. I imagine that my shoes and clothes still fit. I imagine that my mom doesn’t hate me. I imagine that I’m normal. I imagine that I’m not 15 with a child. Slight movement on the other side of the room makes me sit up. Gianna stirs in her sleep, attempting to fl...

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A Primer for Alien Babies

Submitted to Contest #56

1:03am Mara never expected to give birth to an alien. No one does. Well some people maybe, she mused in the little halo of light that engulfed the soft white recliner. But Mara had no memories of being beamed up to a flying saucer, prodded, or injected. She had not even used any questionable public toilets. And yet, here he was. Mara traced the shape of his perfectly bald, cone-shaped head with her fingertips, following the network of light blue veins and tentatively smoothing its apex. When she’d first seen him in the hospital, her inst...

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My Angel

Submitted to Contest #56

    “She’s an angel,” I whispered as I looked down at the baby cradled in my arms.      This, the fact that my baby girl was an angel, was the only thing I was certain of. I had no idea how to be a parent, had never even wanted to be one. But looking down at the glistening eyes of my daughter, I knew that things had changed for me. I would love this sweet little girl even after death had claimed me.     “What would you like to name her Miss?”      “Tien,” I replied, tearin...

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The Real Housewives of Transylvania

Submitted to Contest #56

You always hear these stories about people who believe their baby is the reincarnation of a recently passed loved one. Or maybe a celebrated figure like the Dalai Lama or a Nobel Prize winner. But nobody ever discusses the frightening possibility that their precious newborn might be the spiritual descendant of a serial killer or mass murderer. It just isn't the polite thing to consider, much less talk about. However Makayla is almost certain that the little monster that clawed its way out of her womb three weeks ago was definitely a psychopa...

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Paper Ghosts Don't Tell Stories

Submitted to Contest #56

"Say hello to your baby boy!" a distant voice insists. My head tilts down in a drowsy slumber, exhausted from the 26 hours, 32 minutes, and 15 seconds of agonizing labor that got me to this point.My body craves sleep and a burger. It's all I can think about now that they aren't out of the realm of possibility anymore."waaaaaaa!!" The cry is what pulls me out of the numbing pain and exhaustion. My hands are grasping for the sticky red bundle and instinctively pulling him close to my chest.I know the baby is meant to be my blissful distraction...

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Heart Broken

Submitted to Contest #56

I sit on a vinyl covered chair, my gaze resting on the tiny form in the clear, Perspex cot. It’s not really a cot – more a box on top of a trolley. Wires dangle from a bleeping machine that measures my baby’s heart rate and tracks the oxygen saturation levels in his blood. He looks heartbreakingly fragile, his clothes dangling off a body too tiny to fill them out; his sparrow-thin legs like little twigs. A cannula attached to his skull delivers life-sustaining ‘maintenance’: a sugar and water solution that is helping to keep him alive. I wat...

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I Was Just Too Young To Be A Stay at Home Dad

Submitted to Contest #56

When most teenagers upon graduating from high school were outside trying to discover what they truly wanted to become in life. I was at home tending to my 13 month old baby girl. Her mother was a 42 year old career woman so it was my assigned duty as the father to become a stay home dad at 19 teen years old. I had gotten so deep into my job that I even came up with a daily schedule. Unbeknown to baby Rebecca’s non caring mother Katherine. 6 am My alarm goes off quietly. Baby Rebecca gets up at seven no matter what, like she's punching a clo...

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The Same No More

Submitted to Contest #56

One year, ten months, and two weeks. That is how long I have been away from home. Deployed. Overseas. It felt like an eternity. But now I am on my way from the airport. Finally. Oh, how I cannot wait to hold my wife again. And meet our little boy. Ben was born about eight months after I left. We did not even know Becky was pregnant when I was shipping out. With a bouquet of flowers in hand, I knock on the door. I have the key, but this is our routine. It has been since I deployed for the first time. I would knock, and Becky would c...

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We almost lost you

Submitted to Contest #56

Nicholas John, as I hold you in my arms I consider just how lucky we are to have you. Not only do you have two other siblings sadly lost before we, your mum and dad could welcome them into this world as we are welcoming you but also your birth was a miracle in itself. We were so very lucky this morning that the doctor arrived just in the nick of time (ha ha) to save you. The amount of wriggling and jiggling you did during those nine months inside your mum managed to wrap that life giving cord around and around that little neck of yours. Ther...

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Maybe It's Mabelline, Maybe I Just Hate Myself

Submitted to Contest #56

Content Warning: mentions of depression and suicidal thoughts The medication has taken away my ability to concentrate. To think. All my critical thoughts disappear in seconds but I still know I had them. Just wtf. And I know that’s not right because there used to be some version of me--some baby-less version of me--that used to think all the time. They thought their way to becoming valedictorian. To a 100k+ paying engineering job. And this shit’s frustrating because I loved that version of me who can do things. Who could just see something t...

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Baby Blue Two

Submitted to Contest #56

What was with all these tea-kettles? James couldn’t understand it. One would be bad enough. He hated tea and kettles. But here, on every burner was a kettle. And one on the warmer. All of them shrieking like someone had bottled up the soul of the river. “Tom!” he shouted, holding his ears as the sound got louder. “Tom!” His fiancé came into the kitchen. It was very narrow, perhaps four feet in width, not really big enough for two grown men. For some odd reason he was wearing a frilly apron, which norma...

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Flamingo to Rose

Submitted to Contest #56

I don’t know what I’m doing! Not a single clue. Not a single clue! Kids should come with manuals. And buttons. Especially for the crying. I think that would be a better way to turn it off. I’m so young to be doing this. So young to be responsible for another human being for the rest of its life. Or my life. Whichever. I shouldn’t be complaining though. I have only been round the kid for 20 hours. Majo doesn’t like it that I call it ‘the kid’, and by this point I have a few other less colourful names running around, but I find it...

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THE FIRST TIME

Submitted to Contest #56

Advice from a mother to her adult child when she becomes a new mother:  The first time I saw your face, I was in love. You were soft to the touch, and crying uncontrollably. I was so emotional looking at your distress, desiring for your free flowing tears to stop streaming down your cheeks. Your arms and legs were flailing all about. Your father first held you in his arms before I had a chance to. When I held you in my arms, I was captured, forever in love. For nine months you had been protected in my womb and a...

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Wasting her Breath.

Submitted to Contest #56

Wasting her breath. “Well, my little one, you really shouldn’t be here at all. I’m glad I had empty bowels when I shoved you out during that last furlong. Crap and an undignified position would just have been too much. You can thank or curse alcohol for you being here at all when you get older. “For a start, you got the shitty end of the stick when you got me. However, I did refrain from the dreaded booze once I knew you had taken residence. Even I couldn’t live with myself to add the burden of FASDs onto your plate. It sounds alright...

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