Pregnancy and childbirth is a trip. Your body completely transforms. And not only that, but it also holds your
emotions and your mental state hostage in the process. It's nine months of "What the hell is that?"
and "I really want some sushi" and "Is THAT the mucus plug?" It's an exciting time. You are housing a teeny-tiny human being in
your belly. You feel wonderful. And you also feel gross. And really sick. But so excited. And nervous. The whole experience
can be difficult to put into words.
It has been said many times before that poetry is a powerful tool for self-expression. So, it only makes sense to write a series of Japanese haiku
about the whole experience, right? In a nod to my
Japanese heritage, I thought I'd compose some thought-provoking,
emotion-filled haiku about the experience of being preggers.
And there you have it, pregnancy in poetry. In a series of delicate, traditional haiku. In little seventeen-syllable nuggets. Perhaps
not as noble or graceful as my Japanese ancestors may have written, but cathartic
and honest all the same. And just like
this series of poems illustrates, feelings about pregnancy may not always be
pretty, but they are definitely raw and real. And I think that is beautiful. Sort of.