The doctor’s eyes, full of pity, gave it all way
As the next words that came out of his mouth made my world stop
“Without In Vitro Fertilization (IVF), you can never bear your own children”
Eyes teary, mind blank
Fantasies about having my own children all vanished
As he uttered those few words
Tears began streaming down like a river
Everyone has hopes of bearing their own child
One they can hug, harbor, and hold dear
I imagine
Days will turn into months
And months into years
while I’m press my hands to my empty womb
Pleading with cruel fate
I pray to God
“Please give me at least one child to cherish
To one day see their first day of school
To one day to be called, ‘Mom”
Their little feet
Tip Toe
Would make the deepest footprints
On my heart
Many dream of
Grandiose houses
Impressive careers
or riches beyond imagination
But mine is to embrace my baby.
I will sacrifice all to give
Glory
Credit
And praise to my child
As a 17-year-old,
I’m stuck wondering if I will ever be a mother.