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Show CHRYSALIS PAGE 3$ bed, and babies with soft flannel pajamas. And a maid. And a chauffeur and a cook. ..." Now I can do without the chauffeur and the maid. A cook and a king-size bed would be nice. . . . It's so good to be home, to touch, to be touched. How good it is! I've become intensely aware of my body. I am a little paler, and thinner. I love to feel my flat abdomen. My baby is only three months old and my tummy hasn't been this flat in a long time. I pour a lot of Emeraude and bubblebath into the bathwater. I undress and run my hands over my body, feeling very female. I'm glad I lost that seventeen pounds. Steam rises and fogs the mirror. It is now that I notice new spots, ones I don't remember having seen before. I am suddenly fearful, suspicious of every one. Horrified, I stare at a black spot on my foot. Not again, oh, please not again! My stomach knots and churns, and I have to throw up. Thank God the running water muffles the sound. The black spot on my foot washes off in the bath and floats away between the bubbles. I laugh at myself until the laughter changes to tears. Is this how it will be for the rest of my |