Just as I
existed
In my mother’s,
Grandmother’s,
And great-grandmother’s
Wombs,
You have been
With me,
And I
With you,
Since before
Either of us
Were
Born.
Not only have we
Always
Been
together,
But now,
In carrying
You,
I carry my
Grandchildren
And great-grandchildren
Too.
You move
In my belly
With
Energy
And
Strength.
(More than
Your brothers
Ever
Did.)
You ease my
Worries with
Your constant
Motion,
And,
There has never been
A doubt
That you are
There.
I constantly
feel you
Kick,
Twist,
Punch,
Snuggle,
And stretch
Just beneath
my
Skin.
Your restless spirit,
Your active mind,
You seem to be
Life
Itself.
Ever moving
Ever growing
Ever changing.
My
Zoey.
When I saw
the test
Results,
Before I
Laughed,
Cried,
Or
Threw my
Phone,
There was
A quiet,
Split-second
Moment
Where my
Heart
Whispered:
“Finally,
You’re here.
My precious
Little
Girl.”
Little one,
Do you
Know
How much
Joy
You’ve already
Brought
Into
Our
Home?
Owen was my
First baby,
My angel
Boy
Gone too
Soon.
Luke was my
Rainbow baby,
The color
And hope
After
the storm.
Zoey,
You are my
Golden baby,
The treasure
At the end
Of the
Rainbow
Proof that
Our good
Luck
Hasn’t run
Out.
