My wife has just given birth and I am watching as blood begins to pool on the table between her legs. There is a problem and the staff needs to attend to it immediately.
A nurse hands me our new baby and tells me to go and sit in the corner while they attempt to stop the hemorrhage.
I am sitting holding this new baby, it’s a girl and she is sleeping in my arms, just new born, still with her birth legacy on her face and wrapped up in a standard hospital blanket.
I am looking at her, fascinated that this new child is alive and in my arms. I become oblivious to the action on the delivery table, rather I am fascinated by the sight of this child in my arms. She then opens her eyes and looks up at me and I immediately fall in love with this most beautiful child, who sees me, fascinated I am sure, that the person who holds her is not her mother but her father. Today that baby still looks at me with those same eyes, the love stronger, I know I am blessed.
a precious new life
enters a winter landscape
loved and blessed
Written for the Logo Haibun Challenge, the prompt being a Namibian woman and child.
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Real, raw emotions that enfolded me at once and brought away to that very moment. Powerful and full of love, those first minutes of precious, life-long bond just formed. Still being aware about what happens in the room, but looking inside another world at the same time. And your haiku…a beautiful note to end on.
Thank you Ese, that is a very encouraging comment. Thank you so much.
Very beautiful and heartfelt. You reminded me of my own feelings when I first held my new born children.
Thank you Suzanne, it was a very special moment.
took me back…. beautiful Michael…that last line… how precious to see your baby still look at you this way … every parents dream.
Thank you Jenny, it was a wonderful moment and has stayed with me.
A beautiful haibun of tenderness and tension, intimate and with a whole ethos of creation and discovery. A real moment, real happening. Marvellous reading
Thank you Pirate. Well it was all real.
I loved the last line. Wonderful haibun.
Thank you Anja, happy you enjoyed it. True story you know.
ha Of course I know.
and I used the right word so as not to confuse you…..lol
Gorgeous I agree a very raw and touching piece
Thank you Yves, lovely of you to visit.She is now 33.
Awww I am very nearly 33 myself Nov. 8
I’ll keep that in mind, send you a birthday wish, or wishes maybe….
So lovely! Just perfect!! 🙂 🙂
Thank you Helen, that’s a lovely comment to make.
This is absolutely beautiful – and made me teary-eyed. That’s a good thing. 🙂
Wonderful, wonderful writing.
Hello Jen and thank you for following my blog. That is a lovely comment to make. I feel very flattered. Thank you again.Please call again.
I will most certainly visit again. 🙂
So beautiful & full of love!
Thanks so much RoSy. It happened just like that.
Writing from the soul can be painful but very freeing.
Thank you Sylvia and welcome to my blog. Please all again. and yes it is very freeing.
Very real and touching-I could feel a father’s love flowing:-)Lovely Haiku!
Thanks Atreyee, that is a lovely comment. hanks for reading my work
Hey Summer,it is a pleasure to read the work of great writers like you-an enriching experience-I keep falling back on reading and commenting-I am trying to make some changes to get my books in order -so to speak,but no t much progress till now,lol!
Thanks Atreyee, you are very generous in your comments. Thank you for reading my work, it is a pleasure to have you do so and good luck to all you do.
:-)Thank you Summer & I wish you the same too
Lovely to hear the daddy’s point of view, at such a precious moment. I was always the one on the table. Wonderful writing.
Thanks Brenda it was a time never to be forgotten.
Precious. I do hope your wife was okay. Hard times, but with great joy emerging.
My ex wife has never been better….
Ah, no wonder you didn’t mention it one way or the other. 🙂
You are welcome Brenda.
An utterly honest approach to your experience of your daughter’s birth! I somehow think that many fathers fall in love with their daughter this way.
Thanks Freya, well on that day that’s what happened to me. which was good as my feelings prior to her arrival were far from love.
Life – it’s packed with highs and lows! Thank you for sharing a piece of your own with us 🙂
Thank you for reading Freya.
I held my first daughter in such a way and your words have brought tears to my eyes.Beautiful.
Thank you Paul for reading my post, as father’s some of us have been lucky to be introduced to our children in such a way.