Morning has broken...

I will miss feeling the tiny tidal wave inside my belly

I won't miss singing into the ears of someone I can't see

I will miss (believe it or not) my belly as community property

I won't miss end-of-term doctor "exams"

I will miss unsolicited back and foot rubs

I won't miss feeling like a watched pot

And I can't wait

5 comments:

  1. I like this poem of a post

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  2. I just read the news. Congrats. I was convinced you'd have a girl! How wrong I was. I will hold off visiting for as long as I can... I might stop by tomorrow afternoon... I LOVE YOU!

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  3. Love this post. How close are you now?

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  4. Seems about right to me. Here's to the rest of your life!

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  5. I will miss all of the episiotome talk.

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