The Miracle That Is You
By wmtbw22
Those two little pink lines brought joyous amounts of tears to my eyes
While sharp, excruciating pains from deep within my body started to arise
The unexpected medical confirmation made your father and me happy cry
Though the daunting ER visit and continuous pain made me want to die
Feelings of warmth ran through me knowing you were still there
While the unknowingness moving forward was extremely difficult to bear
It was pure magic hearing your heartbeat for the very first time
But the reoccurring jabs of the needles were anything but fine
Photo after photo, my little nugget, you made me smile
As the seemingly endless purple bruises turned yellow after awhile
One day, the doctor told me just how blessed I was to still have you
But the news about another in the future was hard to believe as true
I considered myself the lucky one, as if I was pleasantly dreaming
Though I was constantly worried about your health and well-being
Your hiccups and kicks were a wonderful reminder of your existence
Despite needing needles and extra doctors' appointments for assistance
As time went on, you caused my belly to stretch, growing bigger and rounder
Which made stabbing myself with a needle twice a day an even worse encounter
Loved ones showered us with gifts in preparation for your arrival
While deep down, all I ever hoped and prayed for was for your survival
At last, a day was scheduled with the doctor to bring you into the world
But all the things that could possibly go wrong during this time was all I ever heard
The time had finally come, with you deciding to take matters into your own hands
However, your timing brought on more questions, pain and stricter medical demands
The emotions within me about meeting you so soon, I will never be able to explain
While the memories of many tears and brutal discomfort will always remain
Your dad was by my side through it all, never making me question his love
But the idea of something going wrong during this time continued to loom above
After a lengthy and difficult delivery, you beautifully made an appearance
Which woefully, is all a blur to me due to the drugs and my little coherence
When I finally held you in my arms for the first time, I felt like I had a real purpose
Though the thought of passing any health conditions onto you made me extremely nervous
Counting ten little toes and ten teeny fingers made me beam from ear to ear
While the anticipation of the first postpartum jab filled me with tremendous fear
Your complete reliability on your father and me was delightfully unnerving
And the chances of ever experiencing this again are slim and a bit disturbing
You are everything we could ever want and more, our beautiful miracle baby
Yet, a small part of me prays for another someday, somehow, just maybe
