A mother’s words to her newborn child

Today I care less about sunrise and sunset,
I care less about the flow of time,
Because of you, my newborn baby,
A universe with different rules –I obey them all.

I’m intimidated by your fragility,
Your head and neck need so much support,
I drive differently with you in the car,
Always the question: How can I be sure you’re secure?

I babble, sing and make strange vocal sounds,
Things I thought of a little before you,
Bonding with you, building a bridge never to collapse,
Kept strong by my unconditional love for you.

Your bowel movements, I witness them all,
I change your diaper after each one,
Quickly to close on the diaper rush concern,
And have you happy, my sweet child.

Bathing you, watching you constantly,
Making sure the water is not too hot or not too cold,
Gently massaging your tiny scalp,
Yes, my little one, you are my universe.

Feeding you is such a peaceful window,
A quiet space, an intimacy that I will lose in time–I know so much,
I look deeply into your eyes, a rare opportunity of the present
To find my meaning.

The sound of your burping,
Eagerly awaited by my senses,
Triggers a satisfaction and liveliness today,
A memory tomorrow forever remembered.

At bedtime, I place you on your back, and remove
All the fluffy bedding and stuffed animals from the crib,
I change the position of your head from the previous night,
I sing you a lullaby, words coming from my heart.

During the night you seem to need me every minute,
Your digestive system is so small,
I feed you, sing to you, and treasure every moment,
I know few months from now you’ll sleep through the night on your own.

If I could start from the beginning,
I would ride the same roads,
I would fly through the same clouds,
Only to be with you again.

Life is a song played on an instrument
Without a rewind button,
But with you I can regain the past through my memories,
Feel the present, and dream your future my child.

When winter enters my soul,
You are the reason that brings spring back to me,
You are the reason to believe again,
You are me.

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