A poem on Motherhood
When I found out I was going to be a mother
there was this immense excitement but also this deep knowing.
Among all the unknowns
I just knew this was exactly where I needed to be.
As a mother
with a baby in her body yet to come out into this world
a nervousness grew.
Not regarding my inadequacies
but with the need to already keep this baby safe from this world.
Then the realisation sunk in that these thoughts were merely my own.
But to a mind untarnished by life outside the womb the world is an incredibly fascinating place.
Nova reminds me everyday to smile.
To experience that instinctive joy
and if need be, to cry, openly and confidently as a form of human expression and communication.
The reminder often needed that all emotions are part of the human soul.
That the more we learn the more we can share.
And the more we connect the safer we feel.
To a mothers intuition always whispering in the background.
An unsaid but trusting wisdom in our nurture.
The cemented Love unchanging through each storm that comes our way.
We must celebrate each other.
And celebrate ourselves.
For although we may be uncertain of the world, of our choices at times, and of our reasons, our bodies created creation.