My husband and I got some exciting news last week: we’re having a boy!
Boy
To know you are a boy
makes no difference to the cosmos
which, of course,
didn’t need to be told.
It’s just that I can see you now,
your chubby knees trembling
under the weight of all that energy,
your cheeky smile
and the scowl that moves like a cloud
starting at the chin
and suddenly creasing your whole face
like it’s always been there,
carved into stone.
You will try to get away with it,
with the keratin shell
that hides your insecurities–
and occasionally the truth–
from a mother’s questioning gaze.
I will still see you then,
like I saw you in sound waves and pixels
despite what must be
the most impermeable hiding place ever.
Thoughtmoot 