A Soft First Step

A warm tickle started in my tiny feet. I gave a gentle stretch and discovered I could move! I was resting comfortably inside a sheer, crinkly mesh pouch with delicate frilled edges. Curiously, I tapped against the net with my squishy little hand. The fabric rustled softly beneath me, swaying just a bit across the smooth wooden surface. Everything felt so calm, warm, and wonderfully cozy right here.