Almost, Christmastime

Almost, Christmastime I am unwrapping my gift. Unwrapping [his love] he left in a Christmas stocking with My name (Ayesha) on it. Seeing my baby boy for the first time. I love just hearing my newborn son cry, scream and I love his baby babble. He is adorable. As a new mom I get excited I finally have my 1st baby. Believe me I have goosebumps as I write this poem. Days after he is born I decide to get 20 Birth Announcements made and to send them to family and to all my girlfriends. I sit up in the bed in my private hospital room and I look into my baby boy’s eyes. I adore his dark cocoa skin that resembles my own and his papa’s. I vow I will teach him to love himself so he can love the way God made him. As I look at my newborn son’s face I see a tiny miracle. He is mine.