birthing you

oh there was a time
when i was afraid
when i had reservations
about the harm i'd do to you.
what did i know?
what do i know about preparing a soul for the world?
but here you are
my beautiful flower...
i wouldn't have done it any other way
other than what we are doing now.
the more i learn about you,
the more i discover me.
sure, it's not all rosy and pink fluff
but who wants that?
i relish the drama
the disappointment
the rush of joy when i get it all right sometimes
all the emotion
the anticipation
reminds me that i am alive
that you are still breathing.
sharing my body with you for 38 weeks, is definitely
something i would do all over again...