Baby E
Baby E,
This time we weren’t meant to be,
And I’m so sorry we didn’t get to meet.
In another lifetime, the timeline will shift, our stars will align,
And I’ll hold you to full term
in the right place – of this body of mine.
But for now I will let my grief be my proof
That you existed in this life, and allow it to guide me to my truth.
Baby E,
The monthly niggles and pains from my missing tube,
Are a comfort knowing it was your home,
It’s now yours to keep,
The only place you’d ever known.
It may be missing from my body, but now it’s yours to own.
Baby E,
Please forgive me.
I’m only thirty. Maybe,
I’m not yet the woman I’m meant to be.
For you.
Baby E
The universe put us both in an impossible position. And I’m so sorry.
If you kept growing I’d have died,
But I will bear the shame of being the one to survive.
And shame can feel like being unalive.
Baby E, my February primrose,
Sometimes we don’t get what we want
We get what we need.
And from this I feel propelled
To give you and my life something to mean.
Baby E,
Our souls are stardust
And we will meet back at the source
Cocooned in galactic love
We will slot back together,
Like a Russian doll,
And we will be forever, whole.
Thank you to Tia for sharing her beautiful poem with us for Ectopic Pregnancy Awareness Day. If you would like to share your experience of ectopic pregnancy, please visit our guide for more information.
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