Amanda BoothComment

Labor poetry

Amanda BoothComment
Labor poetry

I’ve had my hands full, as one would imagine… Here are some images from my birth. 

To take each contraction one at a time, is all you can do. 

Deep breath in, growing closer to you. 

Intensity, a fire deep down,

my heart, it pounds. 

Almost there now. 

Life for me began on a military base in upstate New York.  I bounced around like army brats do, eventually landing in Exeter, PA.  Facing those harsh east coast winters year after year was my drive to get someplace warm...Los Angeles sounded nice at the time, so that's what I worked for.