Poetry by a Pregnant Woman

It is with swollen ankles and feet that I sit here.
Watching the snowflakes out the window,
I know a change for me is near.

Thirty-six weeks ago, God blessed me with a gift.
Because of that, this “big girl” occasionally needs a lift!

As I waddle down the halls of school,
I try to remain fashionable, stable, and cool.

Because the belly bump sticks out so far,
My oldest child, bless his heart,
Worries about his mommy driving the family car.

Even though I’m feeling quite huge, you won’t hear a complaint from me.
For my gift from God is a new child, you see.

I can’t wait to meet this new little guy,
To touch and to kiss’em.
I know he is truly a blessing from God,
And for this I will praise Him.

It won’t be easy being a mom of three,
But it’s a job I accept with gladness.
Already the only female in the house,
I’ll rejoice in the pure madness.

So today and each day ahead, I’ll pray
Thank you Lord for this wonderful life,
For making me a mom and a making me a wife.