“Great Expectations” by Maxwanette A Poetess

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“Great Expectations”

It’s a girl…maybe

We can’t be sure,

Not in the mood for delivery,

While being pushed through the hospital doors

It’s a girl, sounding convinced

Yes, they laughed as I winced

Try as they might, to determine its sex

But the baby kept crossing its legs

Worn & tired, no energy just moans

I don’t want to, it’s no big deal, I want to go home

Then came the words that could not be undone

“Ma’am, you’re going to have a SON”

A burst of electricity and gone was the pain

A boy! I already chose his name

Hurry! Get my room ready – for inside me was a Prince

Ready to make, in this place, his grand entrance

Bearing all pressure, breathing through the strain

Thinking of one thing, as I rubbed my swollen stomach

Over & over again…

“The pain is worth it, I’m giving birth to a King”

His father, a piece of him & I reproduced, right there

I saw no one else, I didn’t care

I kissed & caressed the crown of his hair

My great expectation finally appeared…

“My Son”

*Inspired by D.E.C. Jr.

“Great Expectations” by Maxwanette A Poetess

“This poem was written and inspired by the experience of being pregnant and giving birth to my Son. We didn’t know the sex of the baby. I already had two girls and gave up on getting a boy. It wasn’t until I was in such high risk, that they did an emergency sonogram. Mind you, I was tired, worn, in pain and had no energy to even move. When they told us that they saw a scrotum? I jumped off the table, did a dance, & sung and whined (Jamaican Dancing) all the way to the delivery room, lol! The doctors swore I couldn’t have been the same woman that could barely move 25 minutes ago, lol! It was the hardest pregnancy & birth I ever had. But I didn’t care. I WAS BIRTHING A SON, A PRINCE, A KING!” You couldn’t tell me anything. 8 & a 1/2 pounds, 23 & 3/4 inches, MY SON!”

“Namaste & One Love”💖💛💚