I’ve been falling in love
with my bellybutton
as it slowly pops out, being
pushed out into the world along
with this someday soon task-
Thicker ribcage where he’s pushed
up and out of his way as he grows and
for once, my body doesn’t struggle
it turns out growing this being
what I was made for.
No more hip bones
soft curves, softer still.
simultaneously mine/not mine
it’s magic it’s
to my baby and I
while we grow us one
just for a while longer.
Sometimes I think I’ll miss him
when he’s not a part of my body
yet I know
I’ll dance in every moment
he breathes on his own
because motherhood is simultaneously
Because this body can only hold
as he grows,
this body can be home
soft, and softer still.