Sweet Surprises

Angela didn't know how she got throught the last five days, but she knew thaht it was a headache and a half taking care of that baby. It ate and stinkied alot. Not to mention the small messes it made after every meal and the waking up durring the night hours. Angela was getting the feel of it though. She would sleep when the baby slept, and she would wake when the baby waked. It was that easy for her. But the hardest part was coming up soon. The baby was almost five weeks old. Nancella had said that in twelve weeks the baby could be named. But what if she had been wrong? This really looked to be a boy.

Angela was very quick on her toes today. Nancella had found out that she had taken the baby from the nest on the cliff, which really frightened Angela. She had grown very much on this little guy. She loved it as if she had birthed it herself. She worried that Nancella would make her get rid of the baby. So from the time she woke up, she had been working on making sure that the house was spotless. She also cleaned the baby; which wasn't a very easy task as it loved water, and fed it.

"Okay, everything is ready." Angela said.

It was three seconds later that the door bell rang. Angela was quick to answer it. Nancella and Boclar; along with Boclear, floated in hesitantly. Boclar looekd bored, Nancella looked worried and confused all the same and Boclear was very anxious. It was clear that they were looking for the baby. Quickly Angela led them into her room. And showed them the baby.

"This is it." Angela said proudly.
"Its got big eyes." Boclar pointed out.
"And a small mouth." Nancella added.
"The ears are big." Boclear stated.

Angela couldn't believe it. They were pointing out all the faults of her baby. In her eyes, it looked perfect. It looked healthy and happy. Angela smiled and placed her hands into the baby bed. The baby looked up and with a yelp, it bit her fingers. Since it didn't have any teeth; it didn't harm her, but the baby wouldn't let go once he had a good hold. Angela started laughing.

"You'll need to nip that." Boclar said. "And quickly."
"Why?" Angela asked.
"It'll get worse if it continues." Nancella said.
"You mean, you'll let me keep it?" Angela exclaimed.
"What you think we'll take away your baby." Nancella said. "You seem to love it very much."
"I love it very much." Angela said."Wanna hold it?"
"Oh no, no sorry." Nancella squealed.
"We must be going." Boclar said.
"Why are you leaving?" Angela asked.

Angela could see the hate and defience in Nancella's eyes. She didn't like this baby at all. Neither did Boclar or Boclear. They were just looking at its faults, not the good points. They didn't even notice how plump and round it was. They didn't notice how happy and energetic it was. They didn't even care. Angela slowly followed them to the front door and out unto the front porch.

"You be careful with that one." Boclar hissed.
"I will." Angela said. "Don't worry."
"I worry enough, so don't worry about that." Boclar hissed.

Angela couldn't believe what he had said. He had just thrown at her the worst remark any one person wouldn't want to hear. That he didn't trust the baby and that he wanted it gone. Angela made a solemn vow right then and there to remain a motherly figure for this child. She was, infact his mother after all. And she was only nine years old.

Walking back into the house she slowly went up the stairs and up to her room. There was the baby bed, but the baby wasn't in it. Angela was almost near panic, but she needn't of been, because the baby was right in front of her. It was in a pile of dirty clothes, probably playing a game or sending his promise of something bad to her. Angela had no choice, she started laughing. The baby looked up and started laughing itself.

"And it is 5:00 a.m., time to get your little butts from that bed. Get those lassoes out."

Angela slowly stretched her arms out. The baby yawned at her side and she smiled. The baby yawned again and then gave a small yelp. It was hungry. Angela smiled again and slowly swinging her feet from the bed she skooped up the baby and walked down those spiraling stairs. The baby nuzzled her chest gently, asking for milk. Angela walked into the kitchen and taking a bottle of milk out from the fridge, she fed the baby well. Of course, the baby through up half of it on her.

"What am I going to do with you?" Angela sighed.

The baby looked up at her and belched. Angela smiled and slowly patted its small head. The baby belched again and then fell asleep. Angela; took a totally different turn, and placed the baby in the playpen. The baby didn't even startle when it felt the cotton and gauze entwine around its head. Angela smiled and slowly went up the stairs to get dressed. She felt this was going to be a very fine day.

The next chapter will be a bit confusing as we will be speeding it up to about eleven weeks. Hey, you'll find out who the baby is. And you'll find out if it is a boy or a girl. I'm surprised at what my 13 year old self could do. I wonder what this would look like on the screen?