Postby WarpGirl » Sat May 02, 2009 11:10 pm
OK Because my sister's sister-in-law just had a baby this week, a friend of mine is pregnant, and a friend's cousin is also pregnant here is my answer for scream.
The first time Trip had been in a delivery room, his little sister Lizzy was being born. He was in a state-of-the-art Florida Med Center, where the room had been warm on a winter's night. His mother had been laying in a comfortable bed, surrounded by the most advanced technology available, with staff buzzing around her like bees in a hive. His father was there holding her hand, and his older brother and sister were making sure he didn't leave his small chair in the large room. But most of all he remembered the screaming. Now his mother despite her very Irish heritage was the serene member of his family. He could only remember her raising her voice in anger once in his entire life. And that was when his brother Liam set himself on fire when he used lighter fluid to ignite the BBQ. The woman in that nice bed was screaming, yelling, and using words that would make his father skin him alive if he ever spoke them. Obviously having a baby made you insane, why had his mother gone through it three times? More to the point, why was his mother doing it again? Finally he fell asleep even with the screaming, just being there was exhausting. He had decided this little sister of his was already very annoying because she was coming early. If she had just waited like she was supposed too he and Liam and Maeve would be in Dublin with Grams and Grand-Da. Not here listening to mama scream. He woke to his father shaking him awake, and was startled to find his mother had stopped screaming. Looking over by the bed he saw his brother and his sister sitting on the bed with a pink bundle between them. Slowly he got up and made his way over, his mama smiled and told him to sit so he could hold Lizzy. Trip did as he was told, and the baby was gently put into his arms supported by his mother. All of the sudden a pair of blue eyes opened, they locked with his for a moment, and Trip was transfixed. The moment ended when a rosy little mouth opened and let out a wail that could beak glass. Trip's only thought was, 'I thought mama was bad, this girl screams like a banshee!'
My sister's other sister-in-law (who is like my sister) and lives down here, brought pictures of the new baby. One of them had her three year old brother holding her. That inspired this.
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Me too. 
