nursing this babe
in a jumble of pillows
our bare skin
golden
in the milky early morning sun
a coolness of fall, nearly begun
and raindrops
whispering good morning
while lulling us
back to sleep
...
these moments.
of motherhood
motherhood !
they are thick with joy
but they are going. too. fast.
i'm feeling desperate
to pause.
submerge.
and float around in each second.
i've always been
running ahead
always waiting and wanting for the next day, year, milestone...
my mum used to warn me not to "wish my life away"-
at three i was begging for kindergarten and soon after, for so long, all i wanted was to turn 30 (!)
to get married, to own a home, for babies...
but now
here i am-
a baby
our baby
deep asleep on my chest
and
life feels
just. right.
it feels
like what i've been waiting
my whole life for...
