A few months ago, I attended a quick and beautiful home birth. Today as I was reflecting on some of the birth experiences I’ve been a part of over the last few months, I decided I had a poem in my mind wanting to come out! I hope you enjoy it.
In a room up the stairs,
to the left
then straight back
A mother says a prayer
Contractions are becoming more than a “hug”
longer
stronger
closer together
She breathes out, sharp
eyes closed
She’s a warrior
In a room , up the stairs
a heartbeat rings clear
with each little thump, we settle
breathing as one
focused on one
Her eyes reach out
take this away
this mantle, this path
please take this away
In a room up the stairs
she’s back, she’s in charge
we hold her and walk
one step closer to God
Warmth and care
Focus and love
She reaches within
we hold the moment
In a room up the stairs
she hollers and shouts
She’s doing it
she’s doing it
she’s done it
A world begins
A mother is reborn
A love is emerging before a thought was taken
he settles in, barely a cry
Mother, family
comfort
Fresh air hits my face
walking out of the room
the neighbors, asleep
lights off
new day
new life
Photo by: Birth Stories: Anna Pollitt Photography
