Ten little fingers,
on two perfect hands.
Ten perfect toes,
on two perfect feet.
The first precious breath,
first wail of new life
erases all pain,
and fills the senses with delight.
This period of gestation,
labor and rending
was well worth the wait.
What a miraculous transformation.
I thought I was whole.
You’ve wholly changed me;
enlisting me into this new sorority: Motherhood.
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