Sublime

It’s more wonderful and extraordinary and strange than I could have imagined.

since their father was luminously important in their lives but mostly absent.

The galloping heartbeat sounds ancient and wild,

am different, that I am now two pulses not one, doubly alive.

too, a soupy blanket of exhaustion

the pulse so much more real than any of the watery scans I had at twelve, twenty,

She was luminous with a bliss that wiped out the exhaustion and physical demands of a difficult birth and a baby who struggled to feed.

In that moment the whole kaleidoscope of motherhood shifts.