The beginning and the end

Part 6:

I tried putting my baby boy down on his bed but he wasn't having it. He whined and clung on to my arm like a leech. Well a cute leech.

I went to try and pick him up and was surprised when I lifted him with ease. He weighed almost nothing.

I walked over to some cabinets in the corner but inside there were only cobwebs and a few dead bugs.

I closed them and walked over to the changing bed. There were cabinets there so maybe some food?

I heard a small whine and felt a nuzzling baby in my neck. "What's wrong baby?" "Humgwy mama"

I looked at him with sympathy. The poor thing probably hadn't eaten a good meal in a while. I don't even remember the last time I did and he's been here longer than me.

I really wish I knew his story. Why he's here, who he is and why he acts like a baby.

"Mama?" That brought me out of my trance "sorry baby let me see if I can find anything ok?" "Otay" he said while he played with his fingers.

That's another question. Why is one of his arms metal? And what happened to cause all that scarring?

I tried to focus and kept looking for food in the cabinets and drawers at the changing table.

All I found was some powder formula and a glass baby bottle. I looked over at the sink and knew that was the only way this Poor baby would get some nutrients today.

The guards forget to feed us some days. And of course it was one of those days. We were hungry but I couldn't focus on myself, I wanted no needed to take care of him.

"Baby all we have is milk is that ok?" He stopped playing with his hands and looked up at me "in baba?"

"Yes baby in a bottle" "ya!" He smiled and clapped his hands and started wiggling. I guess he liked milk?

"Can I set you down on the bed while I make it?" "No leave?" "Aww baby no I won't leave I'll be right here"

He nodded his head and I set him down and walked over to the cabinet and grabbed the bottle and walked to the sink.

Let's hope this water is clean... I ran the water until it was warm and filled the bottle with room for formula.

I walked back over and put some formula in and shook the bottle until it was all mixed together.

I walked over to my baby and went to hand it him. "Nu" "what's wrong baby?" "Yu feed meee mommy!" He looked up at me with cute innocent eyes that I could never say no to.

So I agreed and sat with my back on the walll while the cutest baby laid in my lap drinking from his bottle.

After a few minutes I heard soft snores and I knew my baby had fallen asleep in my arms.