August 27, 2010

Waddle, waddle Quack, quack

As my teammate jokingly rubs his belly everytime I walk by
As my friends, neighbors, collegues often ask, "Are you ok?"
                as I move slowly across a room
As my husband refrains from grinning
                as I grunt to stand up
As I run quickly out of breath walking down the hall
As my hip-bones splay wider in preparation
As my newest baby pushes down on my genital-femeral nerve
                 and my bladder
As my doc and hubs go out of town
As I am not ready yet

Baby is soon to come.

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