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Kristin Groulx

Aware of the danger...

Aware of the danger...
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Published by The Brucedale Press
2006
Welcome to another acrostic story. Beginning with the letter 'A', each following sentence follows the english alphabet sequentially.

Aware of the danger, they resolved to try again. Birth had been so difficult and traumatizing; losing their first child in the moments of the afterbirth. Children were supposed to bring so much joy to new parents. Diapers and new clothes still lay piled next to an empty crib, and a baby monitor ever silent. Everything they’d planned for diminished in one breath. Forgiving and forgetting laying blame and faults; they prayed for a miracle. God whispered to them to try again, though doctors were convinced they couldn’t. Hampered by grief, a miracle happened. Inspired and hopeful, they had conceived a second time. Joyful news spread quickly. Kisses, tummy-button tickles and hugs eagerly desired and longed for. Losses regained; a new child was growing inside. Miscarriage paved the way for a miracle. Nine months ticked by so slowly. Obstetricians and midwives were carefully chosen. Pregnancy seemed much harder this time, though the eagerness to meet the one growing within was omnipresent. Questions were asked; nerves and nausea paralleled. Rattles and teddy bears adorned the room, the cradle’s arms patiently waiting. Sunshine streamed in through the windowpane, bursting rainbows along the walls. This time was different: there was hope. Ultrasounds showed no flaws; a tiny heartbeat still beating within the fragile fetus. Vulnerable and cranky, the waves of labour ceaselessly cried. Water broke and a new baby was born, breathing its life into theirs. Xylophones and toy pianos played songs of exaltation. Years of happiness lay bundled before them, gently smiling in slumber. Zerberts and kisses gleefully decorated their new child.

General , Other , Short Story , Women's
 
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