was really quite handsome.
 
 Unwrapping
 
 the blanket to count fingers,
 
 eyes, ears, and toes,
 
 Finding
 
 all twenty-four, precisely
 
 where they ought to be.
 
 Crying
 
 because suddenly,
 
 for the first time
 
 in a very long time,
 
 everything felt right.
 
 Lows
 
 10) Morning sickness. Puking
 
 my guts out as soon
 
 as I lifted my head
 
 from the pillow, each
 
 and every day
 
 for weeks and weeks.
 
 9) Listening to Mom and Scott
 
 argue. About me.
 
 About the baby.
 
 About the odds
 
 of it being some
 
 sort of freak.
 
 8) Trying to quit tobacco
 
 after learning how
 
 every puff made
 
 my baby’s heart
 
 stop beating. How