Devoted

Nothing could have prepared me,
although I thought that I was ready.

I had months to peruse and ponder,
feathering my nest, feeling excited.

And I wasn’t sure, but I thought I could;
I was up for the challenge…baby on board!

Taking care, eating right, cradling
you carefully, everywhere…day and night.

Some days held doubts, I was sure that I would fail,
who did I think I was to be taking on such a task?

No turning back, and I didn’t want to,
I was devoted to you and would do my best.

 

Mary invites us to think upon being prepared at dVerse Poets:  http://dversepoets.com/2012/11/24/poetics-preparation-is-key/

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  1. So true… we can prepare all we want, but are never truly prepared for motherhood.

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  2. smiles…yes, i can relate as well…even in not carrying the child but anticipating the birth of our boys…its a scary time…and we all i think have our doubts even as we prepare…and then we make do the best we can in the moment…smiles.

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    • Somehow things fell into place when I had my two girls. And the doubts…well, I still had them at times…but mostly things worked out just fine.

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  3. oh so true…we try our best to prepare and when we hold that little new life in our arms, i remember i felt so helpless and unprepared like never before in my life…

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  4. Gayle, what a wonderful poem of preparation. There are really few more wonderful preparations than preparing for the birth of a baby! So well expressed!

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    • I have babies on the brain because I’m a new grandma and helping take care of her…it’s turned my mind back to when I was a new mother. Thanks, Mary.

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  5. Gayle this is beautifully written, and I can feel it all the way thrlugh, wonderful.

    Love

    Christine xx

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  6. Lovely poem, what a wonderful event to prepare for.

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    • It sure was…back in the day. Now my oldest has had her first…thus my thoughts on preparing for a baby…or lack thereof!

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  7. And you will care for her wonderfully. There is no bond quite like that of a grandmother and a granddaughter. Enjoy every moment! I would bet my last dollar she feels safe and secure in her grandma’s arms:)

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  8. Us guys can’t imagine! Well done. [well, maybe some guys can, but not this guy]

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  9. Androgoth

     /  November 25, 2012

    A wonderful piece of poetry
    Gayle 🙂 I hope that you are
    very well and have enjoyed
    your Turkey times 🙂

    Be well my great friend 😉 🙂

    Andro xxx

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    • Thanks for coming by…enjoyed my Thanksgiving very well…actually going to have another belated one next weekend with more family members coming into town. Fun! Happy to see you here…let me know how much fun you have during the holidays. 😉 xoxo

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  10. A lovely poem, Gayle ~ and all so worth preparing for 🙂

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  11. And I bet that your best is mighty wonderful! 🙂

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  12. Nothing like the responsibility of bringing a life into the world. Congratulations, they say the first grandaughter has the strongest bond with Grandma:)

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    • Isn’t that the truth. And thanks for the congratulations, Luz. That bond feels mighty tight already and she’s only 12 weeks old today! 🙂

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  13. This is delightful, Gayle, not only for the poem itself but for capturing pending motherhood with all the conflicting ebb and flow of confidence and questioning. That’s one part of life I wouldn’t mind reliving.

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  14. This was sweet and scary at the same time … we’re never prepared for the most important things life gives us!

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  15. Sometimes that is the most important thing in the moment…devotion. Wonderful!

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  16. Devotion is a major part of preparation, isn’t it? It’s a bit beyond anticipation, with endurance built in. Nice poem.

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  17. Gently honest and sweet, Gayle – I love the conversational quality of it!

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    • That conversation was mostly in my mind…those doubts getting to me at times! Thanks so much, Diane..love your comments.

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