The Little Yellow Bird Talks To Her Mother About And Egg. Part 24
The Little Yellow Bird Talks To Her Mother About And Egg, Part 24
Thursday, February 24, 2011
I had a sharp pain below my tummy. I flew to my mama to talk to her. My husband is now a construction worker part time while attending Bird University. He is now working on his masters degree in Aerodynamics. The Navy wrote him a letter and asked him when would he be ready to earn his wings as a jet fighter pilot. They said when he is ready he could enlist as a Top Gun entry level student in pilot school since he has had a lot of training in the study of the Stealth Bomber.
I can't wait until he leaves. A young woman, or bird like myself needs some quality time for self beautification. That man of mine likes sex too much. In fact I think he is one depraved mother hunker sometimes because my tummy hurts. Now I have to talk to mama because I am pretty sure I am going to have to lay and egg in my Folgers can.
Mama told me not to be alarmed because a certain part of my female anatomy is red and swollen. She said for me to fly to my Folgers can and get comfortable and wait for your husband to get home from work. By that time you should be ready to lay your first egg. If you have any lubrication jelly in the house, ask your husband to help rub some of it on a certain female part of your female anatomy so that the egg will slide out easily.
My husband came home from work. He asked me if I cooked a pot roast or not. I told him about the situation. He asked me where was my mother. I told him that he has to help because he has to take responsibility like a new father. He said, "Lets get this over with for Christs sake,"
My mama and daddy drove up in their Thunderbird. They came into our Folgers can and sat down in the living room. I told them to make themselves comfortable because my husband was is in the nest with me.
I felt sick to my stomack. Mama and dad peeked into our nest. Mama told my husband to put lubrication on his hands to help with the egg. I began to feel some pain, but not a lot. Mom called the Pediatrician anyway. The Pediatrician came over and peeked at my husband and I in our nest . The doctor and my mother and dad watched as my husband placed his hands on a beautiful speckled egg that was just perfect. My husband was very happy. I had tears of joy. The pediatrician said everything would be fine, and told me to sit on the egg for a while to keep it warm.
I asked the doctor if I could watch television and if I could drink a srawberry shake. He said that would be fine. Mom and dad were happy. My husband washed his hands , and left our nest to go to the store to pick up some delicious milk shake items. He was so happy. He bought some candy home too, and he flew by the mall and picked up some snacks from some fancy restaurant table where some executives had dinner.
Mom asked me if the nest was comfortable, and dad said that if I needed anything to just let them know. Our Folgers coffee can was finally a home. That evening I laid two more eggs that were small and speckled. The doctor told me not to worry because only the egg shells would have the specks and not the chicks.
My husband brought me some good meals, and some delicious shakes. My doctor told me that I could turn on the television and watch MTV , but not to keep the volume too high because it would not be good for me or the chicks or my husband.
My husband crawled in the nest with me. I had a peaceful night of rest and relaxation. I also listened to some relaxing country music, and then my husband and I went to sleep. I rested my head on his shoulder, and closed my eyes, and went to sleep while our eggs stayed warm under a blanket of tender leaves and a blanket.
He told me that he got his letter from the Navy, and that he would study hard because he would be learning to fly jets with the finest Navy jet fighter pilots in the world. He seemed very happy. I told him to do what he had to do for our country, but to be careful and to try to stay alive in training, and on missions in his life.
He said my daddy and his daddy were proud of him. I told him that I was very proud of him, and that he was a very good new daddy. I told him that our chicks will be proud of him too.
He told me he would help me a very long time with the children before going to flight training. I told him I loved him, and we both went to sleep. God made our lives happy for us.
God Bless Everyone.