Nine months gone, labour begun
Pain and panting through gritted teeth
Pushing, urging, willing, wanting
Baby from its muscled sheath
A boy, a girl, it doesn’t matter
But let it be healthy, ready for life
Bear down now, it’s nearly here
Comforting words, from the midwife
One more push, I can see the head
Arms and shoulders make their way through
Baby’s out, crying for mummy
Wait just a second, we’ll pass him to you
A magical moment, as mum takes the child
Wrapped in a blanket, content as can be
Mother and son begin a new journey
Held to the breast, lovingly
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