Nine months later

Nine painful agonising months

I looked around and realised I had a brand new life

Squawling and screaming

Bright and shiny and red faced

Raw from the cold bite of fresh air and lost ambitions

But more than I could have ever hoped for

Forged in tears and fire and cups of tea

Broken and glued back together

And broken again

Endless cracks and slips and mistakes

The calamity of birth

Full of hope and fear and a type of strength

That only comes from broken bones and torn muscles

From tremendous weight borne