It’s hard to believe I’ve passed my two year anniversary on this blog! October 27th, 2018 was my first post: Fear and Creativity. Much has changed since that first post. I made blogging a regular part of my schedule which has now dropped off some with life changes. I published two books in 2019, got married, and this year had a son. It’s been a lot of good change! Of course not all of this change has been easy along the way and much more is coming but that is exciting too. My longer stretches between writing here have been largely due to the latter change. But here is a little poem I wrote about him last month when he was nearly two months old. It’s a new world for him and for me as well.
A Newborn Son by Aubri Wilson A newborn son With wide eyes And closed fists A long torso And hairy ears A perfect rosiness in his skin And perfect little pink lips His head covered in fine threads His first glances at me are everything A long-awaited moment and meeting Was realized almost in fantasy But his fingers curled around one of mine feel real Feeding after feeding my own milk while holding him Loving and crying and comforting and caring while exhausted Laughing at squeaky hiccups, funny faces, and soon coos and smiles Dreaming of how he will grow and all we can share While longing for this early time to go not so fast Before he is older, And no longer can be called so I must remember for a future me The privilege and challenge Sometime bewilderment Sometimes awe Sometimes unbelievable But always amounting to the joy of becoming acquainted with And introducing the world to A newborn son