Waiting for Bertie

My beautiful, amazing sister and her hubby have created new life.

Sebastian arrived on Thursday. We’re all thrilled! And I am so in love with that little bundle of joy.

I am also a tad relieved that he arrived when he did. I’m currently back in the UK and was worried that he wouldn’t arrive in time for me to meet him. Couldn’t bear the thought of it being November before I got to meet my new nephew.

So why have I give this post the title, Waiting for Bertie? Bertie the Bean is the nickname that we gave him when Hannah announced she was pregnant. We’ve been so excited about meeting him. I wrote a little poem about how it has felt for us over the last nine months.

Waiting for Bertie

Bertie, we’ve been waiting for you.
Not like the public waits for an election result, disillusioned with the result whichever way it goes.
No, we’ve been waiting for you like waiting for winter to turn to spring, when the world brightens and flowers bloom.

Bertie, we’ve been waiting for you.
Not like the crowds wait for the tube, all packed like sardines on the platform, grumbling about elbows in faces and lack of free spaces
No, we’ve been waiting for you like a child waits for Christmas. “Mum, can I go downstairs yet? Dad, can I open a present?”

Bertie, we’ve been waiting for you.
Not like a student in a school room, willing the clock to turn, tick tock, so they can toss aside their books; “Bored, can’t see the point!”
No, we’ve been waiting for you like waiting for a cake to come out of the oven, watching it rise, all soft and fluffy, can’t wait to tuck in!

Waiting.
With awe and anticipation
Full to brimming with love and pride

Waiting.
With joy and excitement
Full of ideas about what this new life will bring

Feel like we may burst!

And now you’re here.
And you’re beautiful
Everything we expected and more

It was worth the wait.

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