Friday, July 11, 2008

Pregnancy Poem

Being pregnant in the summer is not so fun.
As a mom of two I'm constantly on the run.
The temperatures here are not very nice.
The heat makes me want to sit on a block of ice.

My back aches, my feet are swollen, and my clothes are too tight.
My poor husband walks on egg shells for
Nothing he says is quite right.
It will all be over soon enough,
As for now it's pretty rough.

My winter pregnancy was so much fun.
But, I guess it usually is with number one.
The last one was also a summer baby.
Not a chance there was going to be a third,
No not even a maybe.

Yet, here we are three years later and
Too cool off I'm searching for refrigerators
For the hot, steamy south is not the place to be
when you're an over sized mommy.

In the end when this little girl arrives
She will look up at me with those newborn eyes.
All will be well with the world.
I will be holding my beautiful baby girl!
I will forget the pain, suffering, and yes even the heat
It will be remembered as the day my daughter and I finally meet!!

6 comments, add yours here:

Kara said...

Great poem! Being pg in the summer sure is exhausting!

Callie Ann said...

I think this is cool. Wonderful job girl.

Akelamalu said...

Oh what a great poem! Not long now eh?

Shelby said...

I understand of what you speak! :)

I was pregnant two times in the heat of the summer.. gave birth in early October both times... I swear it was the worst of the worst.

Stella said...

GREAT poem!

I was just talking with someone about this. Neither of us were pregnant during the summer, at least not VERY pregnant, and we can't imagine what it must be like! I feel for you!! Just think, you'll be holding that little beauty very soon!

Any names?!?!?!

Gypsy at Heart said...

This was very sweet and how utterly true.