To Heal My Injured Baby-Self (or To Soothe Infant Trauma)

In meditation

eyes closed

I check in with my body:

familiar tension,

arm pressed to side

where incision cut at 26 days.

Breath held.

Oh little baby,

I say to myself

aware of her suffering.

In my mind’s eye

I place my fingertips gently on my baby-throat      

where the intubation tube choked,

touch my tiny nose into which the NG tube was fed,

touch my incision, raw and red,

lay my hand gently on baby-belly

whispering, All ok now.

Breath finds belly,

rises to meet my warm hand.

Sweet release, relief–

my body shaking with tears.

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