The Birth of Black Gold (Damian-Lee)

The first nine months of my life in the womb were probably the best months of my life.
Encased within the protection of a warmth filled with water that provides tranquility and submerged in peace.
A thick layer of love offering lioness like strength to protect beyond the wildest of measures.
All knowing-nothing paradoxical type of wisdom.

So when I discovered that there was a little person growing inside my container of love my heart melted into a new, bigger, more forgiving, more loving heart.
My heart would swell with the growth of my belly.
Growing bigger, expanding, extending more and more with every kick, every beat, every craving.

The black gold took over my being entire and made everything pure in preparation to receive such splendid innocence.
When the time came for me to release him unto this earth,
joy overrode the so called pain many others hyperbolized to me about.
Love to took over my senses and numbed my nerves.
Bliss came over my being and calmed my breath as I bore down the weight
Of a little bundle of love coming in at 3.460kgs at about 18h05 on a rainy afternoon.

Once the Black Gold was born he lay on my chest and looked deeply inside my soul
With an intense expression bringing tears to my eyes and just when I thought my heart could no longer grow it expanded once more as I breathed his essence in.

Such was the day Black Gold was born unto me,
He who changed my world entire
He who embodies unconditional love.