Poems for my Children on Mother's Day
Poems for my Children on Mother’s Day
By Katie Coons 2022
To My Children
I have become a mother
Motherhood means
My life laid down for you
Freely
At that moment
You came into being
Bone of my bone
Flesh of my flesh
Shrouded in mystery
My body,
Mine to give
To your father, to you
Your entire life I have kept you
In my love
First, in my body
Feminine in very essence-
womb to hold life-nurture, feed, protect
A sacred space for you to take shape in form of fingers, toes
Green-blue eyes and freckles on your nose
You have been formed in me by
the mystery LOVE
A power immeasurable,
Infinite Beauty, yet born like you
Into a receptive mother’s womb
You are
Fearfully
and Wonderfully
MADE
Firstborn
Daughter
My instructor of motherhood
You made yourself very known
Very early
I, who always pushed limits
And possibilities
Ventured across oceans and continents
Free as a bird, challenger of status quo
Suddenly held
A life from my life— yet separate
I marvel that my body
Held You
Another soul. Held Infinity.
My body, a home to a miracle
From first knowledge of You,
Your father sung lullaby off key and named you
“The Lord Shall increase, and Beautiful”
And we sang
“I will declare the Beauty of the Lord”
My fierce spirit turned its passion to your protection
And I must share with you the darkest evil I know
You were conceived in a land that
Silenced heartbeats of baby girls
Before they could draw a breath
Simply because of their beautiful feminine DNA
My mama heart turned warrior
To protect you
To lay down my strong will for independence
So that you may have life
My identity, my dreams, my vision for my life
Was to challenge others
To be “Fully Alive”
It worked itself out in exotic adventures
And freedom to my own pursuits
To push the limits of my body
It was a harsh reality five up my first race
I realized the truth
I would never be the same
Letting go of life dreams- a death to grieve
YET
The wonder of what life grew inside of me
That my body could grow
a real flesh and blood, spirit and soul
Infinitely more real than dreams
Swept that giving-up-of-self grief away
So my heart could accept the wonder of your life
And my beautiful one,
I was quite over-ready to give you birth
As I marched the paths of the Summer Palace
And over the bridges of Beijing
Through the gates of the maternity hospital
A 30 hour labor- yes- rightly named work
A 5 day hospital stay
I gave birth to you Josanna Mei
And my heart enlarged
A hundred Fold
My life found new meaning
As Mother
Protector
Provider
Nurturer
These amazing instincts born in me when you emerged
And drew
First breath in new lungs
Infinite Wonder
My Son
Who is named laughter and blessing
And beloved of the Lord
I have never been more shocked and surprised
Completely caught off guard
By your insistent persistence
To BE
Your announcement to my newly maternal body
Only 7 months post partum
That you existed too
Proved your definite determination
And brought me to the end of myself (and still does)
Within seven months I had
given birth
given up my job
moved across the world
started a new school
started a new life
and found myself mother of 2
O Canada, you gifted me a son
Forced me to find friends quickly
And opened up my needy heart to
Fears I had never known before
“Where will we live? How will we afford another child?”
“How will we finish school? How will we pay the bills?
Accepting you, my son caused me to also
Accept grace gifts of new found friends
To share laughter and tears
Your being brought utter dependence on outside powers
You created space for me
to l o o s e n
the tightgrip I had on
Myself, my needs, my losses of dreams,
friends, place, vocation
Lots of change in a short time
My pregnancy is a blur
But the night your were born
We had only moments
to pass your sister through the open car window
to a friend waiting on the sidewalk at 3 am
As we drove to the hospital
Your head emerging
As we arrived
Fast and furious
You were born with a smile on your face
Your brought such joy
You smiled your way though
Days, weeks and months
We quickly learned to become parents of two
Where a stroller could not go I learned to carry you on my front,
Your sister on my back and we were a family of four
I didn’t know one person could smile so much
You melted every heart that saw you
Smiled your way though custom when we crossed oceans to Asia
Flirted with stewardesses flight companions
Your mischief my boy——
We had to lock toilet seats, cupboards
And especially doors,
though somehow you managed escape at
The worst of times
I was beside myself keeping you safe
I love your playful mind-
Inquisitive about everything
I know you are sandwiched between sisters
And they drive you crazy
Even so, you are gifts to one another
Someday my son, you will be a man
Remember your name “You are the Beloved”
Remember “Laughter”
You make my mama heart grow strong
God’s Grace Gift
Daughter of mine, my third child
Namesake of two grandmothers
You are like them
Fierce blood of female lifesavers runs thick in your veins
Artists, full of Witt and strong determination
You live like them
like me.
We longed a long time for you
As soon as I discovered your life
we thought we had lost you
when I woke to blood everywhere-
you only eight weeks old
Our family,
Now in Shanghai (yet another cross-continental move)
Fought for your life
An ultrasound revealed a heartbeat
Your's beat strong- from your very conception
My body, home for the eternal
Was once again gifted
a girl
Feeling unprepared
crossing continents with slim suitcases
Was gifted more than I could every imagine
lacked nothing for your arrival,
and rested for 30 days, well fed
You were so loved and cared for by Ayi
and all others from every corner of the globe
Friends held a baby shower for me
Flags across the room spoke
“FOR SUCH A TIME AS THIS”
— such a time as this to for you to be born
For the world to know someone that is you
Full of fire in your soul
Full of love for your friends and for this world
Such a time as this for me to be a mother
Together we feel deeply, fight for justice
hold beauty and ideas
Speak up for what is right
Speak up for LIFE
I am grateful that you are alive
For what you will become
A gift of God, A gift of Grace
Elizabeth Jean

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