My Forever Love

I stared at you, so pink, so bright

An exact replica to the one directly on your right

And I thought to myself, how could I let this happen?

I huddled, hunched over, so still outside

While the panic bubbled and churned inside

And I wondered, I whispered, why did it have to happen?

It's too soon, I'm really not ready!

I wanted to scream, but my voice came out steady

As my mom answered the phone and I gave her the news

She was silent, but then she was upset, and cried

And, once again, I felt very small inside

Because I was so scared

But something happened

Something that was, for me quite strange

When my father had a rather sudden change

of heart, and said

"We're not getting any younger."

For a moment, my heart calmed

My head cleared

Even as my eyes teared

And I realized, I had support.

I wasn't alone, but I couldn't hide it

There was a soap opera story behind it.

And through the first few months, it festered

I didn't know what to do, what to say

I didn't know whether to go, or stay

And then, I felt you.

A flutter, a quick hello, goodbye

Stronger than any butterfly

And I sat there, in awe, as I truly realized what I had done.

I watched, cradled you, as you grew

Many times I held you and I knew

That that what I felt for you would never die

Now, after still frames and sounds, small hiccups

It was nearly time for me to fie up

Sheltering you safely, warm and cozy, with me

I had to give you to the world, and it was tought

As I was poked, prodded, and finally had enough

Soon, I told myself, soon you would be here.

But, something was happening, something wrong

You were tied up, wouldn't be able to come along

Now, we had to act quickly

My body still bears the scars

My bones, my back, my battle stars

that ensured your safe arrival to this world.

I felt pain, so strong, followed by nothing

It took so much to take a breath in

As the bright light blared down on me

A quick slice, a deep cut through skin

To reach around within

And then, the tugging.

With each careful movement

I wondered where the time went

We were nearly all together

And then; a cry

A perfect, lovely shriek

I turned my head, promptly sick

From the anesthesia, from the anticipation, from relief

But, as I saw your face, tinged red

And the short, soft hair on your little head

I realized, staring at your perfect, scrunched up features in awe

That this is what they call

Love at First Sight.