‘Twas The Day You Were Born

‘Twas The Day You Were Born

Twas the day you were born, And all through the place Excitement was growing! We’d soon see your face! Contractions were coming  Slowly but surely We couldn’t help but guess Would your hair be straight or would it be curly? The midwife was called, the doula was too Labor was unfolding; We couldn’t wait for you! And mom on her birth ball and me by her side Through this labor dance we both would easily glide. When all of a sudden there was such a splatter! I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter! My water just broke!  She said with a smile. Hey, at least it broke on the bathroom tile! The moon in the sky was full as can be As she rocked back and forth on her hands and her knees. When what to my wondering ears should I hear? But breathing and moaning in rhythm so clear. With stronger contractions five minutes apart, I knew active labor was soon to start! Quickly and swiftly our doula did arrive, With her support we knew we surely would thrive. We slow danced!  We counter pressured, we did hip circles on the ball,  Your mother said, it’s time!  To the hospital y’all! We packed up the car, the seatbelts we clicked, And away to the birth place we had earlier picked! So to the hospital we all did calmly go, With our doula following behind, you’d be here soon we did know. Deeply she breathed with each longer contraction, Staying in her rhythm she found satisfaction. As we parked the car and unloaded our stuff,...