was really quite handsome.
Unwrapping
the blanket to count fingers,
eyes, ears, and toes,
Finding
all twenty-four, precisely
where they ought to be.
Crying
because suddenly,
for the first time
in a very long time,
everything felt right.
Lows
10) Morning sickness. Puking
my guts out as soon
as I lifted my head
from the pillow, each
and every day
for weeks and weeks.
9) Listening to Mom and Scott
argue. About me.
About the baby.
About the odds
of it being some
sort of freak.
8) Trying to quit tobacco
after learning how
every puff made
my baby’s heart
stop beating. How