I have discovered that through changes in the internal structure of my host, I can make her uncomfortable enough to wake up at 3am on a fairly regular basis. This seems to make her hold still more during the day (napping on the couch) which works out well for me.
[Note: I have considered using the term "host-mom" to describe this individual, and find the idea of my being like a foreign exchange student in a strange new land to be sort of amusing. But I don't think I'm ready to use the "M-word" yet. So host it is.]
Monday, April 30, 2007
Friday, April 27, 2007
Greetings. I am.
Hello.
It's dark in here.
I don't really have eyes yet though so I guess that doesn't matter.
I've been in here, at the cellular level, for about 5 weeks now, counting from the uniting of my DNA.
Although I am only a couple millimeters wide, I have been causing changes in my universe.
I have triggered hormonal surges, the levels tripling every three days.
I have caused emotional outbursts and great exhaustion in my host body.
I have set whole HMO systems into motion, which are testing and monitoring my every developmental step.
My existence has been announced and published and privately celebrated, although many seem concerned about whether I plan to stick around.
For what it's worth, I do.
It's dark in here.
I don't really have eyes yet though so I guess that doesn't matter.
I've been in here, at the cellular level, for about 5 weeks now, counting from the uniting of my DNA.
Although I am only a couple millimeters wide, I have been causing changes in my universe.
I have triggered hormonal surges, the levels tripling every three days.
I have caused emotional outbursts and great exhaustion in my host body.
I have set whole HMO systems into motion, which are testing and monitoring my every developmental step.
My existence has been announced and published and privately celebrated, although many seem concerned about whether I plan to stick around.
For what it's worth, I do.
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