All of that anticipating
Nine months waiting
Fell into place:
I saw your face
And knew at once that that was who
Had to be you –
You were yourself
And no-one else
Children of imagination,
Expectation,
Faded away –
You came to stay.
This is for Grace at dVerse, who prompts us to write about first times. I think this is the first time I’ve done a form for a dVerse prompt (!) – it’s a minute poem. I struggle not to sound like Dr Seuss when I do these, but there you go.
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That is a definite and profound first time–something you don’t forget.
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Oh yes. That’s what I remember, the feeling of immediate recognition.
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Yes, one of the most profound of “firsts”… I love when you say “And knew at once that that was who
Had to be you”
So true… we have so many images and ideas of who are children will be and then they are always just who they are .
Lovely.
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I recall my first time too….you beautifully captured that first glimpse of the first born ~ And also, I knew that the name that I selected just fits as if its his or hers ~
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Oh, yes. And now it doesn’t seem quite right that anybody else should have that name…
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I love the instant uniqueness in ‘You were yourself And no-one else’ :o)
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I can only imagine that magic moment of seeing one’s child for the first time after the intimacy of pregnancy and the pain of labor. So special.
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Awwwww. This is so sweet, Sarah. We need to savor these firsts, for sure.
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What I love most here… is how you saw the person first… somehow that conciseness is something that must be something a mother see first… I have actually vague memories how my awareness of self much later… it was amazing to realize I was a person, and I probably had been there for a while, and only my parents knew.
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My two boys are adopted, but the odd thing is that I had that exact same realisation that you describe. A lovely poem, Sarah.
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“You were yourself / And no-one else”
That is profound and beautiful!
Sorry for the late visit….catching up. 🙂
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