Fatherhood: 15 Weeks of Maternity
She is the maternity to my paternity.
We, once two, became one, and are now somehow three.
Our third carried by her.
As she becomes what neither of us have
With nerve she pulls up strength from somewhere.
Each gritty step into the day demanding a femininity fanfare.
Marching through it all with a holy maternal luster.
I gaze enamored,
Proud of my fellow life traveler who is growing another piece of shalom.
With no one else would I want to create a home.