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Pregnancy Thoughts
by: Tammy Sandel
June 29,2000

21 WEEKS

I listen so hard
For a flutter
Be still, I tell me,
Your own enthusiasm distracts you.
Life is so much deeper than I knew ~
Water cocoon, enmeshed in fiber, caged in bone
Armored more with reflex or love,
Hidden away carefully for months.
(What else is down there, deep and still, going unnoticed forever?)
Do you know the power you have already
To convince me of “yes”
With a tiny kick?

Please

My fears can be wrapped up with a bow and presented to the next expectant mother.
Life
Health
Promise
In that ascending order of more, please.
In this concern I’m sure I’m not the least bit extraordinary.
And “extraordinary” was vital to me
Yesterday.
Now, this moment, ordinary is beautiful ~
Average, a blessing.
Normal, perfection.

Hmmm

I lean way back in my chair to rest on tailbone and shoulder blades.
I wiggle my toes out front, supporting nothing and therefore free to play.
I look straight down at the bump in my bully and rest my hand on its crest.
I consider my level of hunger (again).
I take one deep breath, sink even lower, and smile to realize
I am quite happily stuck