Cedar Sweep [m] aniñiq

The most of her being was frightened wriggling and ferocious drinking. Mama's belly was kneaded firmly, and the stillness did not last long. When her head released, the cries from her mouth were riddled with confusion. Hello! And many things too said goodbye, like how air greeted her skin and fled quickly after. How the warmth of breathe came and went. How when she stopped drinking, her belly still was filled with hunger.

She often let go of mama and did nothing but wail.