The Sound, Fury and Reward of ChildbirthA Poem by COLLYMOREGetting pregnant might be a chancy, pleasurable or even a desirable pursuit but childbirth and the resultant task of parenthood is anything but a picnic in the park.By The searing pain, agonizingly wracking every sinew of your bodily frame; the unashamed hollering and even the crude obscenities angrilydirected at him, your partner or spouse, for putting you in this most excruciating of situations, as you solemnly swear a pledge to yourself never under any circumstance to ever let it happen again. Then that concluding screaming push which encouragingly but rather business-like you’re told by the midwife is a must and cantankerously you reluctantly accede to; anything as far as you’re concerned to finally get it over with. Then as your body vigorously contorts with yet more pain and the physical and psychological strain of your shattering ordeal looks quite set to drive you thoroughly insane, your shouted outbursts are suddenly joined by an entirely different refrain. That of a crying baby, which in the interim has slipped unseen by you from within your heaving body, defiantly making known to the strange world it has now found itself in its eventual arrival. It’s finally over thank God your fevered brain in silent tumult exclaims: this age-long but personal ritual of procreation characterized first by the consummate satisfaction of sexual pleasure to predictably end in the birth pangs of being a mother. And as you cradle in your receptive arms amidst your shamefaced apologies for your conduct and the genuine congratulations of those few who were present and witnessed it all, your newborn child and first born you marvel at the miraculous phenomenon of birth and motherhood: the pleasure, pain and everything else in between that accompanied them and of which you’re now an inescapable part, knowing full well in your heart that transformatively both in stature and name you’ll never be the same; and what’s more will in all probability do it all over again. © Stanley V. Collymore 23 April 2013. © 2013 COLLYMORE |
StatsAuthorCOLLYMORECambridge, Cambridgeshire, United KingdomAboutAcademic, Journalist, Writer. I'm a highly intelligent, articulate and well-educated human being with an intuitive but enterprising sense of responsibility and a strong moral compass that instincti.. more..Writing
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