Born to be…..
SAW THIS ON TWITTERSTREAM:
Pregnant lady lying near us, seems like she is in labor but determined to stay for Adam.
THOUGHT OF THIS:
Scene: 7 years later
Mother and Child sitting around the kitchen table.
Child: Mommy, where was I born?
Mother: You were born in Las Vegas, honey.
Child: No, I mean what hospital?
Mother: You weren’t born in a hospital, sweetie.
Child: Well, then where?
Mother: You were born at Mandalay Bay.
Child: What’s that?
Mother: Well, it’s a casino, but not really. It has a beach. Well, it’s not a real beach, because there’s no ocean. But it’s a place where people pretend that they’re at the beach while they listen to music.
Child: Why was I born there?
Mother: Well, sweetie, Mommy really, really wanted to go hear this singer. And so, even though it was 2 weeks past my due date, and even though the doctor said I shouldn’t go…I just had to.
Child: So what happened?
Mother: I got there and it was very, very hot. I stood for hours waiting to see the concert. Finally, the singer came out, and just as he started to sing…I felt my first labor pain. I figured, oh well, it’s early, but as the music got louder and louder, the pains came stronger and stronger. But I just couldn’t leave. Nothing was going to stop me from being there. So just as the singer finished his last song, I felt this great urge, and I pushed….and well, there you were!
Child: Then did we go to the hospital?
Mother: Of course not.
Child: Why not?
Mother: You didn’t think I was going to miss the encore, did you? Why don’t you run along 0utside and play, Lambertina?
