Expecting You
My feet are swollen
My hands are huge
My back hurts
My breasts ache
I waddle when I walk
I can’t fit anything
He thinks I never looked more beautiful
I think I never looked more fat
When I feel you flutter under my hands
My anxiousness for the day we meet increases
I love you so much
Even though we have never met
I look around your newly decorated room
Glance in your freshly made crib and imagine you lying there
Waiting for me to hold you
Kiss you
Soothe you
I can’t wait into I gaze into your eyes
And see pieces of me
I don’t know what I did to deserve you
But I am so grateful for the opportunity to have you
I look through your drawers and smell all of you’re freshly washed clothes
I envision how cute you will look in them
When it is late at night
While your father is holding me tight
I wonder if I will be a good role model
Will I set the right example for you?
Even though I didn’t plan to have you
What most consider being a permanent accident
I see as an endless gift
Who would have known all those passionate nights?
All of those sizzling kisses
All of that lust covered love
Would give me my son
Copyright © Ashli Jones | Year Posted 2007
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