I said I was sorry for disturbing you.
You were so comfortable, cushioned in that interior ocean.
A small being existing inside of my body.
Perfectly content in your surroundings.
Until that fateful day, that is, when you were forced to move out.
Out into the cold harsh world.
A bright scary place compared to what you were used to.
No longer the recipient of continuous comfort and nourishment.
A tiny helpless body
Learning first lessons in patience and trust,
Alongside new feelings called wonder and joy.
Those early days will forever be cherished .
But time moves on,
And history has a way of repeating itself.
The day has come, once again, for you to move out into the unknown.
Just as before, I will push to deliver you to a place which may not be as comfortable as what you’re used to.
Soon you will learn new lessons in patience and trust,
Accompanied by abundant wonder and joy.
Once again, I am giving birth to you, my beautiful son.
I’m sorry I won’t always be there to hold you,
To take care of your every need.
It has to be this way,
Now that you have grown to be a man.
I know, just as before, you will learn how to exist in an unfamiliar world.
And I’m sure,
I will as well.
Copyright Suzanne Norton 2015