Even before the day you were born
Life dealt you its first blow
They said "He's not compatible with life"
What the hell did they know!
Ripped from my flesh far too soon
And taken without delay
Nothing could have prepared me
For how my heart splintered that day
Two hours out, the first op of many
I didn't have words for my fear
Watching you struggle to keep holding on
I begged you to just persevere
Months and seasons dragged along
And your bedside became home
Nothing could have moved me
I refused to leave alone
Told so often "prepare for the worst
He's unlikely to survive"
But every war you took on and won
Determined to live, to thrive
So many battles challenged you
I wanted to take your place
To save you from pain you didn't deserve
To see peace on your beautiful face
You astounded all those doctors
For science could not know
The grit that grows inside you
Had been there from the word go
For years we fought together
Those machines the daily norm
Your pain acute and physical
Mine a mother's heart torn
We invented lots of games to play
Distraction to ease the stress
Ridiculous trivia and endless books
Anything for some happiness
The years passed by and up you grew
And you never once said "poor me"
True adversity you overcame
Determined to be free
Look at you now all big and grown
I just couldn't be prouder of you
You could've been so bitter and miserable
But you chose another view
You don't regret your problems
Say you wouldn't change a thing
The worst has already happened
You're ready for what fate may bring
So go ahead and kick the arse out of life
We can't say it hasn't been fun
We've laughed way more than we have cried
I'm so humbled to be your mum.
**This poem relates to my other one called 'Compassion' about the way in which doctors break bad news to patients. At 20 weeks pregnant with my son I was told that my unborn child was "incompatible with life" by a doctor ... what an awful phrase! Anyway, they underestimated how hard he would fight ... he is, at 16, very much alive and thriving!**
A beautiful, inspiring chapter in your life you have shared with us, Kitty! I can't imagine being thru that pain when the doctor announced his condition without compassion towards you, as the mother. He's a real blessing to your family!
Thanks Mark. I don't think anyone gets through life unscathed. Some battles are just harder than others as we journey through ... that one especially so! I'm happy too :-) x
6 months ago
There is no reason you shouldn't be proud.
Kitty you have given birth to a fighter, a warrior and he is doing the same his mother taught him.
It's your support kitty, that he has gone through everything but never gave up. So you are a fighter too.
Nothing in this world is stronger than a mother's prayer!
Thanks so much Lucifer. I think in the end he's given and taught me far more than I have him. The feeling of gratitude that I got to keep him is present every single day. I really appreciate your lovely comments x
A poem that resonates deep, and I'm sure with many a parent when it concerns the well-being and health of our children. A beautiful written piece, exploding with emotions.
So pleased to hear the laughter and happiness at the end, from sheer grit and determination :))