Yesterday I wrote this in my private journal and I thought I'd share it here, in hopes it would help someone else. I didn't write the poem, and I'm not sure who the author is, but it touched me deeply.
Hugs to each one of you affected by miscarriages.
Saturday, July 09, 2005
The Mama Question: Answered
You know, I should've known the answer all along. It seems so obvious to me now. I've been a mother since I was pregnant. Twice. Makes perfect sense, right? Except I have no children to show for it. I have been a foster mom to 4 kids, but they too are gone. I had one adoptive placement that came home (hotel) with us and the next day was gone, never to come back.
All of these experiences told me that I wasn't a mom any longer. So, I thought I wasn't. This year has been quite the war, with us losing most of the battles. But in this one matter, I feel like I have won.
I found this poem, cried, and then smiled:
To the Mothers of Children Who Never Were Children
To the mothers of children who never were children,
Who died in the womb unnamed and unknown:
You also were mothers, albeit but briefly,
And loved with the love given mothers alone.
Yours was the stirring of life within life,
The being of being all one being knew,
The love of a love that knew only your love,
The world to a world that knew no world but you.
Yours the unspeakable pleasure of giving
Your substance to nurture the creature within;
Yours the inscrutable song of creation,
Bringing to being the dust of the wind.
Death is the end, but never the meaning;
Life is a gift, no matter how long.
You, too, are mothers, the bearers of beauty,
The icons of love to whom this day belongs.
You may be wondering why this today. Well, first of all, I am alone with my thoughts. The thought of children is never very far from my mind or heart. Also, I lost my first baby 6/1/2000 and my second 8/1/2004. We are currently in the middle month when I think about the "what ifs." What if I hadn't lost those babies? How old would they be, what would we be doing, how we would be as a family, Paul as a daddy, and yes, me as a mama?
I mourn the loss of those children, the would'ves and could'ves. And as we look forward to adopting our first (3rd) child this October, I wonder how she would've liked older sibs and not be the oldest.


Home forever with us 10/10/05
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Sparky, our emergent cerclage baby, born at 23w1d on 3/4/07 through his cerclage. 
Mary Catherine will be in our hearts forever, November 28, 2003.
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