I am so thankful of this Motherhood experience;just as it is with all the crying and laughter.When I think of Christmas I think of 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
“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…
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