My personal evolution of motherhood.."Our Journey, Our Song"

Chumie Jacobson

Mon, Dec 28 2015, 12:47 pm

I’m twenty one years old, you are not yet a year
you make me feel small though, unprepared, full of fear.
I know you have a fever, and are clearly in pain
I hush and I rock – all my efforts in vain.
it’s two in the morning, and my eyelids are closing
Little do I know there’s a song we’re composing…

My baby, I love you, and for you my heart breaks
but all I can think of is how my head aches
how I need to be sleeping and that I’m losing hope
all seems so bleak now- I don’t know how I’ll cope….

Oh my darling I’ll kiss you, and I wish I were stronger
please just stop crying, I can’t do this much longer
I pull you close and cry out with all of my might,
Just please stop dear, don’t cry through this whole dreadful night!
……

I’m thirty one years old, you are not yet a year
my heart bursts with love and my thoughts are so clear
I know you have a fever, and are clearly in pain
I hush and I rock – all my efforts in vain
it’s two in the morning and eyelids are closing
but I smile and think of the song we’re composing

My baby I love you, and I’m sorry you're hurting
but I’m just feeling so grateful; almost undeserving
of the gift of this moment- though hard – I’m content
knowing this is the best way my night could be spent

I pull you close and I kiss you, and take it all in
thinking of what a wonderful journey it’s been…
I’m where I’m meant to be and the scene is just right
just me holding my baby, on this perfect night.

thunderstorm

Mon, Dec 28 2015, 12:57 pm

Looking back to those days
When baby wouldnt stop crying
Full of pain and discomfort
To comfort him I kept on trying

I wanted so much to ease those boo boos
And push away the pain
Those sleepless nights
Made me so insane

But now I look back at those sleepless nights
As a memory of bonding and love
Happy to have experienced those difficult nights
Sending my thanks to the One Above