MOTHERS



A quote from Mali this week was one of the best Mothering rewards I could ever ask for. She said, "Mama, I know how to be a good big sister to Greta because you are a good Mama to me. I like being a good big sister, because I am praticing to be a good Mama someday."

I am copying this poem from my friend, Elisha's, blog. I hope she doesn't mind. If you'd like to see it on her blog, see my sites list and visit Knitty by Nature. I just loved it so. . .

Now That I Am Forever With Child, by Audre Lorde


How the days went
while you were blooming within me
I remember each upon each--
the swelling changed planes of my body
and how you first fluttered, then jumped
and I thought it was my heart.

How the days wound down
and the turning of winter
I recall, with you growing heavy
against the wind. I thought
now her hands
are formed, and her hair
has started to curl
now her teeth are done
now she sneezes.
Then the seed opened
I bore you one morning just before spring
My head rang like a fiery piston
my legs were towers between which
A new world was passing.

Since then
I can only distinguish
one thread within running hours
You, flowing through selves
toward You.