(Almost) Christmastime
I am unwrapping my gift.
Unwrapping [his love] he left in a Christmas stocking with
My name (Ayesha) on it.
Seeing my baby boy for the first time.
I love just hearing my newborn son cry, scream and I love his baby babble.
He is adorable.
As a new mom I get excited I finally have my 1st baby.
Believe me I have goosebumps as I write this poem.
Days after he is born I decide to get 20 Birth Announcements made and to
send them to family and to all my girlfriends.
I sit up in the bed in my private hospital room and I look into my baby boy’s eyes.
I adore his dark cocoa skin that resembles my own and his papa’s.
I vow I will teach him to love himself so he can love the way God made him.
As I look at my newborn son’s face I see a tiny miracle.
He is mine.