She's been working on a new project for nine months now
she's had the assignment since her womb became sturdy enough to hold life
My sister a mother to be made out of a woman who once was more a tom boy than my older brother
but she's been working on this new project and it's almost just about done
Her ribs shifted pelvis lifted to make room in her womb for this little life
stretch marks cover the globe of her belly mapping out each adventure and heartache to soon take its course setting sail in ambiotic fluids this arch carrying two beginnings to make one love and his name will be Noah
hands too small to hold onto a heart to new to hurt it's a beautiful thing to be unused, unabused, unknowing of what this world can do
sleeping sound for first dreams unable to hold a nightmare because his world has yet to build him one
These nine months of waiting, planning and debating whether the timing was right wondering if he'll sleep well at night praying his choices will be right and he hasn't even taken his first breath yet
hoping his first air filled lungs will be scented with lilac and promise and I vow to him this if you love with your heart wide open you will never be let down
and Im not saying you will never be hurt because these possibilities I cannot protect you from but I am merely saying that this feeling of needing other people to better your days should never cease and it's not being dependent it's just knowing that a smile shared between two is better than the silence of never hearing I love you