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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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A first time parent and their new born child by Mr.Prince De-Grant Brempong.

Submitted to Contest #56

My story is entitled A first time parent and their new born child. A first time parent seeks to adjust to life with a new born child. A mum who happens to be a first parent survived the first six weeks with a new born and there are a series a series of ups and downs for the first time parent. This is intense and then it's over and you remember it as blur. As a first time parent as a mum I resumed my new job of feeding my new born child. Also being a first time parent and a new mum, I will make it a mandate to breastfeed my new born child. ...

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THE UPDATE OF LIFE

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I bent down and glanced through the cot. The child inside was fast asleep. I could not ever have envisioned having standing where I was today. Being a father could be so glorious. I clearly remember the time a year ago. The time when I thought that kids were a nuisance and a source of the disturbance. Now the world around seemed different, better than before. Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by a soft noise. The baby was moving. He opened his eyes. Emeralds green and almond-sized were looking at me. Unwillingly a tear fell from my eyes ...

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A Wonderful Day

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IT ripped me apart. This thing I am holding. A tear so bad a fresh layer of blood was added to the artwork of already traumatic birth. It has been an over week and still peeing burns. “There, there, don’t cry.” I rock IT, side to side, a figure of eight. “Is it food you want?” My breasts are raw, torn to pieces by IT’s aggressive mouth, tongue, a fricking razor blade hidden inside. I whop them out, a part of me I once dressed in lace and satin. They now sag, reaching the rolls on stomach, and my nipples expand with every feed. “Aaaah.”...

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The Hitmom

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“If the umbilical cord stump is experiencing active bleeding,” droned the screen reader to the clean, unadorned bedroom office, “or is showing signs of infection such as swelling or pus, be sure to contact your medical provider immediately…”The assassin’s head dipped once, twice, then shot up, her hollow, off-focus grey eyes wide and bloodshot.“Hey, Siri,” she croaked. The computer replied with a jolly little ding. “Pause screen reader.”“Pausing screen reader.”“What time is it?”“It’s 2:00 AM.”She put her face in her hands. “Ki...

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Hollow World

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There was an absence in the house. Cressida could feel it, an ache in her bones, a deep hollow in her chest. She shivered, pressing the memories back into the depths of her mind. Her eyes burned, and she blinked hard, breathing unsteadily. The baby fussed in her arms, driving away the last of Cressida’s spiralling thoughts. Softly murmuring nonsense, Cressida rocked the child, who yawned widely and stuck a tiny pink fist in the air. Cressida cooed and leaned forward, kissing the hand. She smiled down at her son, who stirred again and retur...

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Motherhood

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  To be a mother. To carry a life inside of you for nine months. To care for it, to nurture it, to watch it grow. How could it be possible to feel absolutely nothing once it’s born? That was my problem though. Joshua cooed in his crib at that moment. I looked down at him. Why didn’t I feel the way I was supposed to about him? I didn’t hate him, not even a little, but I didn’t love him either. Where was that overwhelming feeling of maternal love and adoration that I was supposed to have? Why wasn’t I connecting to him the way I was suppo...

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Baby's First Day Home

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Sandy was so glad to be home from the hospital. She was excited that she had a beautiful, healthy baby and that they had both been released to go home. Tommy walked Sandy and the baby into the house and got them settled, then he went to unload the car.          The baby was up all night, crying uncontrollably. Sandy was exhausted and just about ready to cry herself. She begged Tommy to stay home, but he just wasn’t able to take any more time off of work. He kissed his wi...

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Hireath

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  In my life, I have died three times.   The first time, when I was seven, I drowned. For five long minutes, my heart refused to beat as my father tirelessly beat my chest. Three ribs cracked under his heavy hands. Finally, the water emerged from my bruised lungs and lined my throat with coarse, painful salt. For the rest of my life, I would feel the sharpness of it, how the crystals grinded against each other and left me raw as I spoke.   The second time was in bed with the man I would marry, though neither of us knew that ye...

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knowledge

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His elder Sister was a teacher in the secondary school in Aba, Abia State. She was even posted new there from the private school where She started her career. It has became a trend that most teachers in Nigeria start their teaching career from private schools that litter every nook and crany of the Country.         Another noticeable trend is how the teachers try seriously to cross over to government Institutions after five years in private sector. They garner five years experience for their CV th...

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baby

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You sleep in a bassinet next to my bed.In theory. In reality you sleep right next to me, curled up under my armpit, latched onto my body all throughout the night.They say I shouldn’t do that. Doctors, nurses, frequenters of the internet’s seemingly endless supply of mommy blogs, militant keyboard warriors on a mission to instill fear and guilt deep in my gut every time I dare Google anything about how to take care of you.They say it’s not safe. That I could roll over and crush you, smother the breath from your tiny little lungs.But I made th...

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Return to Sender

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“Excuse me, I’d like to make a return?”The mail clerk looked up at the woman who’d just approached the counter. The tips of his white mustache curved upward as he gave her a friendly smile.“Certainly,” he told her, “I just need the return address and the package you’re sending.”“I didn’t receive a return address,” the woman informed him. She wasn’t sure how to continue. She’d never heard of this happening before, so she wasn’t sure of the proper steps to take in this particular situation. Finally, she just said, “And they sent me this.”She p...

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The Day In My Life Vlog

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Leola awoke from her sleep after only managing a few hours. In another half hour, her newborn son would need to be feed. But first, she slipped out of bed and grabbed her vlog camera. Making sure not to wake her husband or her baby, she tiptoed out of the room and walked into her living room.         She set up the camera on her tripod and set it to recording.         She smiled. “Hey guys, It’s Sierra. It’s currently,” she checked the time on her watch...

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These Impatient Hands

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It is August 9th when I realize I am a parent. My child Charise Tessa Lyon was six months ago. Where is my mind? I don't recall because it's soaked in the heat of heavy traffic. It is taut with anger over a lost promotion at the ad agency. It is fraught with stress over dinner reservations. It is August 9th when I realize my child is named Charise. I think my wife is named Nakia and I believe she calls me-“Deion, be still for a second and try this.” Nakia feeds me a spoonful of tomato soup and cherry-braised something else. It hark...

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A cry - A smile

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At a moment when she gets pains , the whole family rushes into hospital with tensed faces to see her and baby well. They are in a stressed state as one person who is getting pains is the one who indulged with their family with care and affection while the other person is the precious baby. It's a second which modifies a couple as parents. It's a second which obsess a feel of responsibility to the couple.Child is the one who resembles the love of his (or) her parents. But not every parent has a fate to feel the sense of first look of their ba...

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Raw Motherhood

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He’s not doing it right.  It’s as if he is modeling the what-not-to-do soothing technique on the warning film that I nodded off to in the hospital.  “Wake up,” the nurse prompted. “We cannot let you leave until you watch this.” Why? Of course you don’t violently shake a baby. This feels like putting a warning label of ‘hot’ on a coffee cup.  Yet here we are.  A screaming baby and my husband.  The desperation on his face as he hops up and down seeking a simple second of quiet. I know he just wants to give me a momen...

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