The joy of life

I've been blocking out my parents conversations, though I heard enough to realize that my mom does want to have me, and then give me up for adoption. my dad, however, does not want me....
oh! I feel cramped *stretches*
"ow!"
oops
"aww little Ivy are you in there?" wow
"what, did you name it?"
"of course"
I block out the rest.
that makes me feel better
she knows my name
it makes me smile and hope that I will live and run around with joy someday