The double line stared at me as I held my breath, listening to my quickened heartbeat as I gently touched my tummy. Deep within me something changed.
A life had formed, a love so dear, precious and intimate, our divine journey came into bloom, as I birthed you in the maternity room.
Remembering, like yesterday, your tiny wrinkled feet and hands, translucent skin below your big left toe, while I watched from my hospital bed.
I heard your sweet cry before I saw your face. Then she placed you in my arms and I embraced you with so much love and grace.
Your warmth seeped into me as I held, ever so gently, 2.8 kilos, the weight of my heart. My eyes, a misty haze, have I just birthed you, by God’s loving grace?
In that moment I knew, staring at you with awe; I was hooked as I opened this mystical book.
Loveliest son, in that first moment, I held you in my embrace, I looked at you with no expectation. All I felt was an infinite and innate love, and with the softest touch I caressed your hand.
My lifelong Fairytale, a mother’s story in all its infinite glory…
“Fairytale”, is this week’s title of a tandem blog, 3 bloggers 1 title. All published on the same day at the same time. Read my fellow tandem blogger’s interpretation by following the below links. Comments are exciting!
Beautiful, Chevone.
Thanks Shelley.
Too precious Chev. You took me to my 3 births now.
Thanks Celeste, glad I could take you back…:)
Glad i was there! One precious moment in my life that will never be forgotten <3
Always and forever my sister! Love you to bits, xoxo
Always so beautifully captured.
Thank you Jozi 🙂
A touching piece.
Thanks Heather.