READY OR NOT

 

By Lisa Huddleston

Ready or Not

Nine months times three

you grew in me

until the time arrived.

Did my body push you out or

did you choose to escape

the confines of a space grown

too small?

 

Eighteen years later and

the labor pains

begin again.

The time has arrived again

and again

I am straining to

let nature take its course.

 

Frankly, it hurts like hell

to rip you from my heart–

even more than the tears of

your first deliveries.

Natural childbirth this time.

No anesthesia.  No epidurals.

Just one big push and,

One, Two, Three,

You’re gone.

 

Bloodied, wailing, and

ready, I pray,

to face the

world.

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4 thoughts on “READY OR NOT

  1. Anne says:

    Sounds like a mom grieving the loss of her daughter going to college. What a milestone that is. Exciting for the young adult and bittersweet for the mom. I’m with ya, girl!

  2. Chloe says:

    I love this poem – so glad I have stumbled across your blog. Your writing inspires me and I’ll be visiting again. Thanks.

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