I felt your first kick when I was eating chocolate
It felt so unreal yet beautiful I shed a tear
Your long awaited moment
I felt it in my heart

I knew with everything in my being
That you were a boy
Shhhh! It’s our little secret I smiled to myself
You were made in a moment that way full of so many emotions
Your daddy and I argued that night
Harsh words were said
Wine stained our carpet
We never bought another one
It is a reminder of where you were conceived
I smile wickedly and pleasantly shiver at the memory
You are so loved my dear son

In my son’s EYES
A carefree smile that draws you instantly
I want to get lost in them and never leave
In those eyes I find contentment without a doubt

In my son’s FINGERS
I want to input strength when I hold
Caress my face with them when I’ m having a bad day
Smile when they reach out to touch my face softly
Fingers that I helped create inside my womb

At my son’s FEET
I will be proud when he takes his first steps
Wobbling but learning to take those steps
Those feet will walk and I will be proud to call him my son

In my son’s WORDS
I will know kindness, forgiveness, excitement
Those words will fill my heart with peace when I hear him speak
Words that soothe my tired mind
Explode my heart with impeccable happiness

In my son’s HEART
I stay like a home I never want to leave
A heart that will be full of compassion, gratitude, love
A heart that I will love till my dying days

In my son’s WISDOM
I will know immeasurable giving
Learn to tolerate repeated corrections
Know that gentleness is worth everything
Loving is simple and uncomplicated
A wisdom I will help impart the best way I know how

In my son’s LOVE
I bask in the glow and splendor of it
A pure undiluted perfect love
Love that gives without expecting
Love because love is medicine
Precious, fulfilling even

In my son’s EMBRACE
I will know beautiful warmth
Comfort beyond measure
When he hugs me
I will experience a little bit of Heaven on earth

In my son’s EYES
I see me

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This poem is a celebration of a mother’s love for her son, beginning even before his birth and extending into every dream she has for his future. It captures the wonder of pregnancy, from feeling the first kick to imagining the child she believes she already knows.

The memories surrounding his conception and the anticipation of meeting him reveal how deeply loved and wanted he is. The poem presents motherhood as a journey filled with joy, excitement, and a profound emotional connection that begins long before a child enters the world.

The poem explores the many ways a mother envisions bonding with her son throughout his life. His eyes symbolize happiness, comfort, and a reflection of her own identity. His fingers, feet, words, heart, and wisdom represent the milestones and qualities she hopes to witness as he grows.

Each section expresses not only what she wishes to teach him but also what she expects to learn from him. Motherhood is portrayed as a relationship built on mutual growth, where love, kindness, compassion, and understanding flow in both directions.

At its heart, the poem is about unconditional love and the powerful connection between a mother and child. The son is imagined as a source of comfort, healing, pride, and purpose. His embrace represents safety and warmth, while his love is described as pure and transformative.

The closing line, “In my son’s eyes, I see me,” reveals the poem’s deepest message: a child is both an individual and a reflection of the parent who loves and nurtures them. Through her son, a mother sees her hopes, values, dreams, and legacy carried forward, creating a bond that transcends time and circumstance.