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| Moments from a life, revisited. No.3 | |
| By Val | ||||||||||||||||||
| 10 August 2009 | ||||||||||||||||||
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Ongoing! Firstborn 1961 We pregnant mums reclining on the floor practice our breathing exercises now. Beached bladder wrack our swollen bellies lie fresh flotsam on the clinic's quiet shore. Calm and unknowing we await the wave that will in labour's maelstrom swirl us soon. Small ripples start, then surging waves of pain to towering crests rise up, the crash and fall upon the beach, their fury spent; flow back, ebb and regather till the tempest's rage resumes once more, batters the harbour wall, to push the precious cargo through the breach. All is forgotten as I hold her soft and tiny to my breast, my sweet new babe.
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