A Poem To My Baby: I Am Sure Most Will Relate
I worte this as today I went for a walk along the beach to encourage my bowels and to hope it would encourage my baby to come, but now I have to take Panadene that was prescribed for me when I severly hurt my back to hope to god the pain form my inner thighs goes so I can walk even around the house. I am in agony and only have 5 days till his due date and 8 till he definetelty comes out. hope you enjoy my humour in this poem. I will show him when he is old enough to understand.
B]The Joys of Pregnancy![/B]
It all began with missing my regular date with Aunty Flow, A monthly annoying visitor, skipping me to little I knew would make me miss her.
The first 12 weeks were bad, I was tired, cranky and sad, my pretty face was covered in zits, and I had really sore tits.
God must have made up that ‘pregnancy makes women glow’, cause if the truth was told; the growth of population would have been slow, and everyone would be so old.
Why was it the women’s role to bake, we actually enjoy wearing nice clothes and looking as skinny as a rake.
First my belly was chubby, now I could give Santa a run for his money. Everything has seemed to grow, I really just pray that god will be kind and make all this extra body go.
40 weeks is too long, what am I meant to do with my time? Everything I did for fun I cannot do as my big belly makes it impossible for me too.
Shopping, drinking, and all extreme sports are what I did to put me in a good mood, no wonder pregnant women turn to the joys of food.
But now even that sucks for goodness sake, I get heart burn and then I cannot even enjoy my cake!
The video man knows my middle name, oh my god I have become so LAME!
And as I could not see the end in sight, I begged to be put under the knife, you see Xavier I needed to know I only had a little further to go.
I still haven’t given up on you coming naturally, so today I went for a walk to see if I could entice my little bundle to come out by himself gracefully.
But it backfired in my face; I have ripped my inner thighs from all this weight.
For all the pain you have inflicted, my beautiful boy you are being evicted!
People always say that pregnancy is so ‘exciting,’ I first I believed them but now paying for a surrogate mother seems much more enticing.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my baby, I just don’t want to share my body anymore, I really don’t find pregnancy enjoyable I have never been so bloody sore.
From the tummy aches, and sore back, but don’t forget the lack of sleep mummy gets cause she can’t lie on her back.
Xavier you have always gotten cranky with mummy for not sleeping on her back, but I have to lie on my side so I don’t stop the blood flow that keeps both of us alive!
I really can’t wait to you come out, so I can find out what motherhood is really about.
