first glance
fiction
edward w pritchard
after a full first pregnancy
after a thirty or more hour ordeal
the baby said to be in danger
the Mother succumbed and took the medication
despite the planned natural childbirth
finally dictated by two capable female Hindu Physicians
taking charge, the baby born
the Mother weakened, tired and drugged
they gave the boy to me
my first connection to birth or babies
the boy strong and willful, twisted in my hands
seeming to object to the recent ordeal
our eyes connected at first glance
seeing across generations, intentions, hopes and fears,
and troubles twenty years hence
initial programming complete,
two way communication established
first contact with a new soul
I handed the boy to the Doctor
and worried over his Mother
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