We all wait for something every day. Whether it’s the coffee brewing or standing in line at the grocery store. It’s a way of life, and to me, it is not a big deal, but many can’t abide waiting.
I have plenty of patience and never more so than when I was pregnant. The wait of nine months was an incredible journey of learning! Each trimester having its own special identity and feeling. Then at the end is priceless and precious gift!
Lady in Waiting
For the birth of her baby
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
In response to DVerse Poets Haibun Monday – Waiting – Hosted by Imelda
LOVE your haibun, Christine. What a special time of waiting, bonding, preparing! I’ve had five pregnancies, five sons…each one a precious blessing.
Thank you Lynn! You know exactly what I meant 🙂💕
5 boys … wow!
Ah, indeed! Your post reminds me of my own waiting time when I was expecting.
Those nine months are most exciting indeed. From the first weeks, I would already wonder how the baby looks like and such. Towards the end of the pregnancy, I felt that the days could not come soon enough. What a lovely time it was. 🙂
Thank you Imelda 🙂 I’m happy it resonated with you.
I am late to get around reading the haibuns Christine, but I really like what you’ve written! I had 3 such waiting experiences, and I LOVE the results… 😉
Thanks so much Rob. I’m happy you liked it 🙂
This is such a precious process… and a wonderful gift in the end.
Thanks Bjorn 🙂
Love this I felt the same way and its the way poems often happen for me – this kind of waiting is not even waiting – its more like a happening in slo-mo
Yes so true! I’m happy you could connect with it Christine 🙂💕
The bliss of waiting for the child to be born is priceless. Good that you have the gift of patience!
Ah yes, patience took many years to master 🙂💕 thanks for reading Grace
That is a good time for patience.
A wonderful haibun. Good things come to those who wait… especially pregnant moms!
Thank you 😊
Seems to me that last trimester I couldn’t wait for the pregnancy to be over, lol.
Lol 🙂 You were not alone! They say every pregnancy is different 💕
My mother had six babies- she said she could tell the personality of the child by the pregnancy – each one so different
Wow, that’s amazing 🙂💕
That was so beautiful.
Aww thanks Jae-lyn 🙂💕
You’re welcome. 😊
You’re welcome. ☺
Oh wonderful Haibun Christine! This is a great take on the word waiting. Each pregnancy also so different yet similar and the waiting really develops the bond with baby. I love your Haibun so much
Thank you Gina ❤️
I love the way you capture the time of pregnancy, very different from the excitement of birth but incredibly beautiful!
Thank you so much 🙂 I’m sure many will relate. The first few months were exciting, the next three were sheer contentment, the last three were just full of activity! I loved every moment ❤️
Beautiful haibun Christine. Miracle of birth, precious indeed, my youngest is 52. It was long, long ago for me. My oldest is 55.
Oh my gosh how wonderful you are! An amazing, sweet lady ❤️
Have a good night.❤
Such a lovely post, Christine! What a beautiful experience to compare life to. Everything just pales in comparison. Would make people feel petty for whining about silly queues.🤗
Thanks Jordy. My original thought was to write about the poor souls waiting to get into the country down on the CA/Mexican border. It makes me so sad to see what happened there yesterday so I had to think of something more cheerful ❤️
Oh yes, it is horrible! Politics suck! And imagine if there are pregenant mom’s, which I am sure there are. Horrific! 🤗🙏
Just dreadful. Another black eye for the US 😔
That is a sweet post. Waiting has it’s own reward. And after waiting for 9 months, a miracle! 😊
Thank you Sadje! I know you can relate. So long ago but you never forget that feeling. ❤️
Yes, it was a long time, as my youngest is turning 27 this week.
Yes my son turned 35 last week! Hard to believe ❤️
Yes, time flies.