A New Life Awoken

(… a poem dedicated to the real story of child birth)

I remember the feeling of the hospital bed,
clinging to the bars, screams coming from my head.
The hubby at my side stroking my back,
“get the fuck away from me” I shout in attack.

I don’t want to be mean but my fucking hell.,
this is harder then I thought, its like I’m under a spell..
My body contracts whether I want it to or not,
something is oozing out, oh my god I’m so hot!

After hours of madness it’s finally here,
“the boys head is crowning” I hear everyone cheer.
With a push and a rip he comes flying out,
connected by a cord he can’t be without.

Until it is snipped and his new life awoken,
lying close on my chest, our love is unbroken.
He is slippery all over and a little bit blue,
but wow he is so cute, I admire the view.

I look at my baby, peering down as a mother,
and think, no way will you ever have a sister or brother.
I have literally been split open, the pain is so raw,
having sex with your partner should be against the law.