When we first met you were smaller than this
.
Just a couple of cells, containing your soul.
Parts and pieces bound together that would make me whole.
So small I just had to believe you were really there...
Hope of you so big, it restricted my air.
A 15 minute procedure and an hour lying upside down in a bed.
Thoughts of you consumed my head.
An optimistic, but realistic doctor gave me the facts.
I held my breath and tried to relax.
I prayed, I whispered to you, I willed you to "stick."
I envisioned being pregnant and feeling you kick.
I fought off all negative thoughts that invaded.
And then I waited, and waited and waited.......
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