Judah’s Birth

Judah’s Birth

Men say, giving birth is a beautiful thing.

I agreed silently, until my turn came.

Laying flat on a table exposed, vulnerable,

anticipating the cry of a newborn.

The night fall of raining, pouring, down on the windows.

my body traveling through multiple changes

10 centimeters deep Dilating….

Sounds of medical staff in the distance .

I could hear doctors say get her prep right away…

What was wrong? Having my baby too soon ;

Underdeveloped lungs ,bad prenatal care, transfered from here to there.

Throwing up my bowels is what I remember ,eight months three weeks

.Bleeding internally.

“Count to ten”, said he the doctor,

placing the oxygen mask over my face .

It was dark all day…. Reflecting,

making peace with the soul maker.

I thought I was eating right;working so hard to keep my status of medical care and salary .

Going to school did I mention working .

Daily stress  of being a wife, friend, keeping up w/ the status of my foes.

Pursuing my dreams of a better destiny

listening to crowds,  witness testify ,suck it up girl ,don’t quit ,

Legs and arms swollen from being on my feet , consuming too much salt .

A prize fighter black eyes, white lips

I gave birth on thee emergency table, cutting my baby, out of me…

The nurse leaned , said she, “its all your fault you know”.

Day three up on my side.

Wheeled around to NICU, observing my daughter, fight for her life 3 pound 13 ounces tubes everywhere.

Staring at her frail body, watching her bones breathe under the hot light

Crying and praying asking for forgiveness.

Telling the Gods I didn’t know. Pumping milk for a baby who couldn’t suck for several days.

I named her Judah.

God be praised we made it…   

Poet Krissy Mosley


5 thoughts on “Judah’s Birth

  1. Reblogged this on Espiritu en Fuego/A Fiery Spirit and commented:
    This poem resonated with me as my mother Mable Palmer was blamed and shamed for my brother Stephen’s Autism. My Mom suffered much and that probably contributed to her early death. However God proved the doctors wrong and Stephen has grown into a working contributing member of society whereas those relatives did not. So God had the last word.

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