As My Son Came To This World. Poem by Lechelle Jones (01.24.91,D.C)

A beautiful night of passion
With the one which whom I love.

Now I walk around the halls of school with my stomach stretched out and pruned.

People talk on how they are happy for me...all the while those same people talk behind my back.

They speak on saying how foolish I am
and how if they where caught in my situation they'd be forced to pack.

I ignore the chuckles and giggles as I slowly lurk the halls.

My family disappointed, but still feeling the blessing in the chaos.

Boyfriend more than happy makeing me not feel so down,
Even thru the mood swings he still choose to stick around.

Its that date and that time
Now my belly begins to rumble, I hang on to my pillow tight crying into struggle.

Contractions in and out
I relax and listen to music.
That seems to fail so I pray before I loose it.

Loosing all source of control I call my mother quick....she relaxed me and soothed me causing me not to panic.

3 a.m We jump into the car she grabs my bag and we pick up my boyfriend. He cuffs my hand in his hand asking if im ok. I give him a half smile and think, 'I knew this was gonna happen today.'

At the hospital now feeling as if im gonna blow
Heart beat pounding
Pressure causing me to throw up.

They place me in a wheel chair and push me to my room, doctor says change
And looks at me like im crazy because I refuse to take drugs or an epidural. So they lay me down and stick me with iv's

Contractions still coming and its late so I get drowsy.

I sleep in pain
Then wake up again and again.
A gush of fluids come.
I push and push and push two more times and now its 8: 23 and he's out.

I smile in amazment at this child in which I brought to this world.

Three months later here I am,
I don't regret a thing I did.
His smile makes me feel worth while
And his laughter makes me glad im here.

God allowed this little ball of perfection to sit into my lap

I am blessed to be his mother
And its as simple as that.