Of Human Bondage

Donde la madre quiere besar y abrazar a su hijo mayor, y las enfermeras apenas le dejan tiempo a su lado. Del clásico de W. Somerset Maugham (léase mom) Of Human Bondage

The day broke gray and cloudy. The clouds hung heavily, and there was a rawness in the air that suggested snow. A woman servant came into a room in which a child was sleeping and drew the curtains. She glanced mechanically at the house opposite, a stucco house with a portico, and went to the child's bed.
"Wake up, Philip," she said.
She pulled down the bed-clothes, took him in her arms, and carried him downstairs. He was only half awake.
"Your mother wants you," she said.
She opened the door of a room on the floor below and took the child over to a bed in which a woman was lying. It was his mother. She stretched out her arms, and the child nestled by her side. He did not ask why he had been awakened. The woman kissed his eyes, and with thin, small hands felt the warm body through his white flannel nightgown. She pressed him closer to herself.
"Are you sleepy, darling?" she said.
Her voice was so weak that it seemed to come already from a great distance. The child did not answer, but smiled comfortably. He was very happy in the large, warm bed, with those soft arms about him. He tried to make himself smaller still as he cuddled up against his mother, and he kissed her sleepily. In a moment he closed his eyes and was fast asleep. The doctor came forwards and stood by the bed-side.

"Oh, don't take him away yet," she moaned.
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The doctor, without answering, looked at her gravely. Knowing she would not be allowed to keep the child much longer, the woman kissed him again; and she passed her hand down his body till she came to his feet; she held the right foot in her hand and felt the five small toes; and then slowly passed her hand over the left one. She gave a sob.
"What's the matter?" said the doctor. "You're tired."
She shook her head, unable to speak, and the tears rolled down her cheeks.
The doctor bent down.
"Let me take him."
She was too weak to resist his wish, and she gave the child up. The doctor handed him back to his nurse.
"You'd better put him back in his own bed."
"Very well, sir." The little boy, still sleeping, was taken away. His mother sobbed now broken-heartedly.
"What will happen to him, poor child?"
The monthly nurse tried to quiet her, and presently, from exhaustion, the crying ceased. The doctor walked to a table on the other side of the room, upon which, under a towel, lay the body of a still-born child. He lifted the towel and looked. He was hidden from the bed by a screen, but the woman guessed what he was doing.
"Was it a girl or a boy?" she whispered to the nurse.
"Another boy."… (Of Human Bondage, by W. Somerset Maugham.)

Vocabulario
Nestle (nésel):  To settle snugly and comfortably: The cat nestled among the pillows.
Stillborn: (of newborn infant) showing no signs of life at birth; not liveborn; "a stillborn baby"
A grieving mum has claimed her baby was stillborn due to a shortage of NHS staff at the weekend.
Artículo relacionado
De la esclavitud humana, resumen de la obra de W. Somerset Maugham
Recursos
Of Human Bondage, to listen from the Internet.

Of Human Bondage puede ser leída en Internet, al igual que Jane Eyre, Desire´s Baby y Dracula, de Bram Stoker.