What happens with the 9 months that we were in our mother's womb? How should we tell in our time?

Steemit friends, I want to convey a feeling of life, questions that generally lack answers; "We are the result of victory. "We inhabit a planet full of champions, each and every one of us have won to be here. We have been, tenacious, willful, ingenious, without doubts winners. We have been able to build with time and stay in a world that comes from free competition.

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It's hard to compete among so many versatile winners. I recognize you as a winner, I recognize myself as a champion. I can not understand how in spite of the financial difficulty, the difficulties with your partner, with your children, brothers, neighbors, friends and the environment, let us doubt that we are successful, that we can overcome any obstacle. We come from a distant and close place at the same time, without memories, without anecdotes, without sadness or melancholy. In the light of our existence, we were able to compete and defeat millions, and we won, there is no better example than ourselves. We are the result of a persistent battle

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We position ourselves from the womb of our mothers, surpassing millions like us. What happened to them? We will never know. We can only be aware that we are here, thanks to that conquest. Our first victory, which surely will not be the last.

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We imbue ourselves with life, having a process of formation, a second stage of existence, in 4 weeks the placenta is formed, source of nutrients for each one of us the winners, in complicity with life.

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Nine months we will have ahead to travel without the due knowledge. Nine months that will be lost in time once we are born.

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Is it painful to be born? Who could assert it effectively?
Is it painful when the respiratory system is put into practice?

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What happens with the 9 months that we were in our mother's womb? How should we tell in our time?

So conscious are we that this time belongs to another existence? Why does not it add up in the years we count each time we blow a candle for each birthday?
Life, since when did we start counting on it? We can only be sure of one thing, that to be here in this life, we struggle a lot to conquer our existence, that's why we are, more than winners

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