What can YOU say in six sentences?
... the words do not come gushing forth though I am heavy, weighted down with them.
... the contractions are strong and I can hear the beep beep beep, feel the building tension until I must, I must, I must...
... no, not time yet. Just a few more words spilled up on the page, but they are just waters, not child.
... over and over again, because the words must come out and the idea must be born, and yes, it is worthy, but more than that, there is no stopping it.
... should I print and work in black and white is the check-up question? But not yet! A cheerful ripping off of gloves, a smiling face, a pat on the leg as the logical one of me walks out, leaves the Creator spent and dreading the next crescendo.
I have now been in labor for five days.