Baby blues..

I complete 36 weeks today. That means the baby is "full-term" and may decide to make a grand entry into this world anytime it wants ;-). The longer it stays inside, the better ofcourse :). I decided that I'd write a poem for this happy occasion and since there is no one stopping me from doing what I want, you have to suffer reading through it :-D. Please do enjoy the self-depreciating humour :-p.

Baby blues..

Pregnancy has its big ups and downs
Very less of up and more of a down
My stomach feels like a huge balloon
Which can't fly or hasn't yet flown..

I struggle to sit when I'm lying down,
Standing after sitting is just no fun.
Walking after standing is another test,
While running is out of the question!

Bending is a torment and so is bowing,
I cave in after wee bit of a walk.
No comfort thanks to bad backaches,
I feel exhausted even when I talk!

My centre of gravity is in disarray,
Intuitively my spine bends backward.
After waddling like a penguin for hours,
A series of kicks inside is my reward!

So why go through this lengthy ordeal?
Why withstand the pregnancy pitfall?
Its because a soft warm baby in my arms
Is finally going to be worth it all..