Judith and the sound makers.

Hi all. This comes from a Tumblr prompt for operation levity. The prompt was: How does Judith "see " the group. Since I've never tried to write from a baby's perspective, I'm not sure how this one will work.

Carol and Caryl on!

The angel awakes. She knows she's an angel because that's what the man with the scratchy face calls her.

All she has known is warmth and arms.

So many arms hold her, rock her. Some arms are more familiar than others, some she likes better.

She knows sounds, sounds of soothing lullabies, of words whispered to her. The one that makes these sounds holds her often.

She knows the sounds of a gruff husky voice that rumbles from the chest that she rests her head against. His arms are one of the most familiar.

She knows the sounds of someone who is soft, who tells her she is beautiful, that she looks like her momma. When she opens her eyes this sound makers face breaks into a smile. The smile is like sunshine, warm and comforting.

She hears what those sounds say to her. Sometimes it's just noise, she doesn't know what they are saying.

Other times she hears words that she hears often from the sounds. Words like: Momma, daddy, Carl, Angel, sweetheart, ass kicker, Judith, bottle, play.

Each sound uses different words, says different things to her.

The one who sings to her tells her words like hope and fear, of holding on and jobs to do.

"I don't know what kind of world you're going to grow up in, but we'll all be here for you"

The one with the scratchy face tells her words like: Lori, Momma, I'm sorry. She feels sad sometimes because this sound maker feels sad.

"I'm sorry you'll never get to meet your momma, she would have loved you. You'll always have me and Carl here to take care of you." "I love you baby girl"

The funny sound maker tells her words like: brat, silly, goofy, sister.

She loves this sound maker, he blows on her belly and makes her laugh.

"Hey baby sister, do you need a tickle?" "I wish dad trusted me" "I've done some things I'm not proud of, but I want you to grow up proud of me."

The one that is soft tells her words like: Beautiful, smile, love, joy, and Sophia.

She loves this sound maker who holds the smile. There is something happy about this sound maker that calms her when she's not feeling well.

"You are so beautiful Jude" "Look at the smile!" "Sophia would have loved you." "Speaking of someone who loves you…"

She hears the sound maker she loves the most. The rumbly sound maker that tells her words like: Secret, Carol, Love, ass kicker, someday.

"Hey, Ass kicker, aunty behavin'?" "How's my best girls doin' today" "ya know Jude, I love her."

"Someday I'll tell her, but until then I'll give you a kiss for your aunty. Pass it on will ya?"

When the husky sound maker and the soft sound maker are together with her, she feels safe and she feels loved. These two sound maker's sounds change, the words are the same, but they sound different.

The husky sound gets deeper and his heart beats faster. His arms shake just a bit.

The soft sound gets brighter, happier, her smile changes and her eyes shine.

When she's with the two, she hears new words and new sounds. She hears laughter and giggles. She hears words like: tease, Pookie, stop.

She loves all of her sound makers, all of her arms. Someday she'll tell them, someday.