Delivery

so the deed was done, and a child was born. nurse lifted her by the ankle and smacked the butt three times to make sure she's alive and kicking. little did she know that a smack like that could change fates and make her, the baby, smack, a world traveller, smack, a belly dancer and , smack, an account planner. she, the nurse, heard the baby cry, and let her rest in her crib, then retreated to the other room to receive a call from her then-husband, who asked her when she was coming home. "I just had a delivery," nurse said. in the meantime, mommy and daddy were kissing. doctor, all washed up now, was sipping on his well-earned tea back in his office, smiling to himself with pride that he did it again. nurse had to hang up, and go back to the incubator where babies about an hour old or so were left to breathe a little, and get familiar with their toes, while a picture of grandpa Atatürk was watching over, making sure they were all alright.