The child was created, formed, given life to.
Placed in the womb of a certain creature, an expectant mother.
The child is to be a source of joy and happiness to the family.
The family was to provide warmth, care, support and guidance.
Alas! The child kicked. Soon the child was out.
The placenta was cut. The blood was wiped away. The child was fed to shut his crying mouth.
The smile on the mother's face is priceless. Yes, she was no longer "...that barren woman next door." She was free from the labels. The wagging tongues were...