The only way I (Yaz) know how to somehow cope with this journey is to express it in words... XO Confident and proud Floating up on a cloud Born on January 9th it was a Friday The day after my mums birthday Happy, grateful and emotional The love is unconditional As I lay without my son Healing from c section is priority one Bounced out of bed the next day Tate Im on my way For all the anxiety I endured Seeing him I felt cured Never thought he would be in ICU Tubes, cords, heating, to mention a few He doesnt cry nor does he suck Is that an issue as once upon a time I couldnt give a &@$k Ultrasounds and bloods are taken What are they looking for ... Could they be mistaken? The news is delivered like a tone of bricks Tears, heart ache, emptiness - all I wanted to do was yell you got it wrong you pricks A congenital brain defect Makes you look back on life and reflect Im blessed to have lived the life Ive had I hope to give a life twice as good to this tiny lad People say Im a woman who is strong To be honest they couldnt be more wrong Im just a Mother to Zane, Kye and Tate Protector for life of this fate Im scared, empty and sad Even days Im a little mad Truth is, I have no idea what lies ahead Be grateful for today my mum always said Im happy to say she has always been right So no matter the heartache Ill continue to fight
Posted on: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 12:07:57 +0000
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