Thursday, November 16, 2006

Song of the Waiting Mother

I just recieved an email with this poem in it, from another family in our adoption travel group.
I had immediate tears and the welling of emotions welling up from lie deep within me.
This poem feels so true and speaks of what I am experiencing each day.
Thank you Brenda for sharing it with us.

I found this picture on the web and although our daughters will be Chinese...
it is a beautiful depiction of the embrace of adoption. Passed between mother, and caregiver, to adoptive parents. And all the while being held close by her heavenly Father.

I'm pregnant, but my tummy isn't growing,
And no one ever calls me "little mom".
The public simply isn't overflowing
With questions that I'd handle with aplomb.
There are no special clothes to mark my waiting,
Nobody stops and smiles as I pass by,
The absence of a due-date is frustrating
And looking at the nursery makes me cry.
When I'm overdue no one will worry.
The phone won't ring and ring as friends check in.
I can't induce my labor in a hurry,
My new life as a parent to begin.
Adoption is a worrisome endeavour,
And waiting all alone is not much fun,
To be "with child" a year seems like forever.
Dear God, we're ready! Please send us our child!
- Christine Futia, 1987


Dawn and Dale said...

That is such a good poem!

Thanks for stopping in on our blog. I also read yesterday that the meeting between China and Canada was cancelled but this report out this morning said it was going to happen yet again.

I'll have to keep track to see what came of it!

Bless you!


kim said...

Thanks for sharing that poem....very beautiful & true!!!

Jonni said...

beautiful! :)


Anonymous said...

VERY TRUE! I am now experiencing the adoption experience after having four bio children. The difference is incredible. I have a whole new appreciation for the adoption process and those who have been through it....

Janet T.

Debbie & Kirk said...

Nice poem - glad I came accross your blog!

hoping for referral SOON!