happy birthday my sweet lady

happy birthday my sweet lady

A Poem by sette

When 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 sette


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Sette - ,this is so sweet. I'm sure that you are more than a little aware of how quickly
times flies. I was in the delivery room when both my daughters were born. I got to hold each of those precious treasures before my wife did.
The years passed, I was teaching, working another job and doing graduate work. I was at the university library one evening and thought about my girls. I wrote this, it is posted here: "Children."

Take care and enjoy your daughter. - Dave

Posted 6 Years Ago


sette

6 Years Ago

i certainly will dave and thanks again
Sweet poem in a dedication way to your daughter.. And it is nice to be both a mother and friend.. Congrats and Happy Birthday to your daughter... Nice write

Posted 6 Years Ago


sette

6 Years Ago

thanks she immensely enjoyed her day
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Such a lovely poem on her welcome at earth! And now she's 18 and will understand whatever you're trying to say through this. Lovely! 😊

Posted 6 Years Ago


sette

6 Years Ago

thanks my friend

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