I am a mother today -

of a six year old boy,

of my forth earth child,

my first born son.

I am a mother today

of a boy

who I don’t know

but who

I celebrate

as though he’s been living here

with me forever and a day.

I can only imagine

how life would be,

how he would be,

how I would be too -

celebrating that in between age of six.

Not five.

Five is so big.

Not ten,

Ten is the cusp of grown up

but six.

That curious time of dirt and insects and discovery.

Girl germs and super heroes,

lego and matchbox cars

all shaped and moulded into

long, gangly legs, freckles and hair that has its own mind,

lost front teeth and learning to whistle.

I can only dream of him and wonder

and so today,

when I became a mother

of a six year old boy,

my forth earth child,

my first born son

I’ll celebrate what I do  know and what I can  only imagine.

Happy birthday, Will.

02/04/04

15:06

(A Friday and a full moon).