happy birthday my sweet ladyA Poem by setteWhen I learned I
was pregnant, The feelings of elation and happiness Cannot be denied. Eight months from then, My tummy will grow, And I will waddle like a duck. I was craving for
foods Mostly eggs and tofu. I was looking for fruits Which were not in season. I had this habit of doing groceries And Just cooking out of cookbooks. The first ultrasound I had, You were hiding your gender, You won’t let Mommy show If you are a girl or a boy. It confused me, On whether pink or blue. The day my water broke, Exactly 6:00 AM Of March 19,2000. The feast of St. Joseph. Will I name you, Joseph or Josephine? I was pretty damn excited. Not a care for the pains Neither the contractions. I was ready to give birth To my baby, No care if a boy or a girl. There was no option, Natural childbirth it is Without dopamine, I want to experience The pain and joy at the same time. Finally after three hours Of hard and painful labor, Of kicking two oxygen tanks, And of telling my OB to make it right. I know I have created chaos In the delivery room. When I heard the first cry, And later the bawling Of a cute baby girl. I was ready for my epidural I have to sleep To gather my strength. After a few hours, I was able to hold my baby girl, I did not name her Josephine. I named her differently. For me she is this sweet and loving baby And will always be. Now at 18, How time flies, We have an unusual relationship, I am more of a friend than a mother. May be because we are both kids. Her at age, me in my perspective. On her birthday tomorrow, I wish her strength, love, and Good health. I just want her to be happy And brave as she is now. I love her more than life itself She knows that so well! © 2018 setteReviews
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