The process of being born is the ultimate battle to the baby and you captured that so well in your poem. So many die in the process of exiting the womb, for so many different reasons. They are indeed brave little soldiers:)
My boy almost died as well, he came out of the womb all blue and with an Apgar score of 1. You would not tell, though, if you looked at him now!
I hope you will have a child as well, as I just know it would have the best mum ever:)