BIRTH
From time to time we find ourselves thinking
about the moment our mom and dad
found out they were pregnant with us.
We were a moment of love – seed and egg,
the connecting, the beginning – the moment
we became one – the gift of two – helping them
to become more and more one – marriage –
the growing without knowing – of them and us –
of all that was ahead – pregnancy,
the developing, the swimming, the shifting,
the kicking, the hearing of muffled sounds
on the other side of our mom’s walls.
Moms know waiting. Dads know moments.
about the moment our mom and dad
found out they were pregnant with us.
We were a moment of love – seed and egg,
the connecting, the beginning – the moment
we became one – the gift of two – helping them
to become more and more one – marriage –
the growing without knowing – of them and us –
of all that was ahead – pregnancy,
the developing, the swimming, the shifting,
the kicking, the hearing of muffled sounds
on the other side of our mom’s walls.
Moms know waiting. Dads know moments.
The dance takes time: days, weeks, months.
Finally comes birth. “It’s a girl!” or “It’s a boy!”
We screamed a first scream – and all smiled.
We didn’t. We didn’t know what’s next.
Then the wondering around the room at every birth,
“What will become of this child?” *
Finally comes birth. “It’s a girl!” or “It’s a boy!”
We screamed a first scream – and all smiled.
We didn’t. We didn’t know what’s next.
Then the wondering around the room at every birth,
“What will become of this child?” *
* Cf. Luke 1:68; 2: 19; 2: 33; 2:51
© Andy Costello, Reflections, 2010
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