The Aggravated Mom writes an ode to wonder.
The first time our eyes met,
My breath held tight,
I wore my heart on my sleeve,
As time took flight.
The evenings ahead were rough,
Daybreak gave no reprieve,
Yet it all felt so magical,
I’d stare at you in utter disbelief.
A creation of my very own,
Innocence ready to mold,
Nothing could’ve ever prepared me,
A fairytale yet untold.
Sleeplessness fueled with pride,
Filling me to the brim,
Squawking cries reverberating,
Soothed by my gentle hymn.
Sour milk breath smelling so sweet,
Nuzzling closer skin to skin,
Wonderment over this tiny miracle
Effervescence illuminating within.
With your arrival, though, time did gain wings,
Passing swiftly with a blink,
Ups and downs, milestones good and bad,
It goes too quick with our lives moving in sync.
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