April 10, 2004

song of a waiting mother

Filed under: Adoption Poetry — Tamra @ 10:04 am

Song of the Waiting Mother
by Christine Futia

I’m pregnant but my tummy isn’t showing,
And no one ever calls me “little mom”.
My neighbours simply aren’t overflowing
With questions that I’d handle with aplomb.
There are no special clothes to mark my waiting.
Nobody stops and smile as I pass by.
The absence of a due date is frustrating,
And looking at the nursery makes me cry.
When I’m “overdue”, no one will worry.
The phone won’t ring and ring as friends check in.
I can’t induce my labor in a hurry,
My new life as a parent to begin.
Adoption is a wearisome endeavour,
And waiting all alone is not much fun.
To be “with child” a year seems like forever …
Dear God, we’re ready: please send us our son!

Or in our case DAUGHTER!!!

One Response to “song of a waiting mother”

  1. virginia Says:

    as I sit here reading your entry, the tears are streaming down my face. We are awaiting our referrall, mere days now (if all goes well). Ans this poem, well, it just emcompasses everything I’ve been feeling….
    I’m gonna steal it and link to your site as well

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