The night stretches long into dawn.
And you are churning, churning within. Time to emerge and greet the world.
My body heaves with you and stretches open inside.
Pain, pain, I must greet it, not fight it. It's bringing my baby to me.
I meet the moment when I know I cannot, and then I do, stretching deeper than I know.
The stretching of all that is in me, my strength, my heart, my all, to bring you forth.
The blessed relief, then one more push, and you're here.
"It's a boy!" your dad gasps in awe.
Then you're in my hands, on my skin, smelling of new life.
You are here. You are here.
My soul sighs.
**Linking up with gypsymama for "5 Minute Friday" on the word "Stretch."**