First Cry

When I woke up one morning; I knew there was something. The feeling was too drowsy. Every moment became lazy. I chewed everything; Grilled, sweets, pasta and all appetizing. My mouth could say yummy, Satisfied! affirmed my big tummy. Months had been passed. This 9th was a different one, You enjoyed moving and rolling inside, So achy and aired a big "Ouch! ". My mother uttered a silent prayer, Your dad kept on walking here and there, I never stopped walking despite of pain, This so called "labor" was a worthy task. Continuous discomfort tremendously felt, The doctor said it's your time to come out. A little push....harder push...and the hugest push... took out. At 12:59 am, Thank God I heard your first cry.