I Grew You

Because I have found that most of my days are spent laboring unnecessarily, this is what I have been "working" on today....

Focusing my attention AND intentions.

Talking to the baby in my belly. He hasn't had near as much time with me as Jude did.

"Doing" less and "Being" more.

Creating...even though there are toys on the floor and dishes in the sink.

Reminding myself...when Jude is screaming as his molars barrel through..."I am a carrier of peace."

I'm making my first real art journal, with bits of art and poetry and pictures and remnants.

Motherhood firsts and finest.

The "Gathering" in book form.

Here is tonight's addition, a poem for my first-born son:

I grew you

Big eyes and little limbs

In the darkest parts of

Me

Life could not have prepared

For a love

So big and

 Explosive

You meet the world

With curious hands

A tender heart

And no words

Taking it all in

Like a juicy steak

You want to savor

You’re part of me

Your dreams

An extension

Of my deepest fears

My ceiling

Your floor

Only the beginning

Of your great, brave heights

As you nestle your

Growing body

Warm and soft and busy

Against my heart

I smile myself to sleep

Knowing another tiny person

Will join you soon

In all your adventures

I wil sleep better and fuller knowing that today I got my fingers all painted and glue-y, and the dishes...well, they'll still be there in the morning.