My back is sore
I pee all day
I often forget
What I was about to……. say.

My tummy is stretched
My boobs are big
When I try to get up
I feel like I need a special rig.

My feet are puffy
My hair’s falling out
And my love for sweet things
Well there is no doubt.

My calves they cramp
I cannot sleep
And then there are the times
For no reason I weep.

So what makes this tolerable
I hear you ask
Well god has given me
An extra special task

To grow another human being
Whose life depends on me
To keep them safe and warm
And then my son or daughter they will be.

For I may be in pain
With bags under my eyes
But I am about to give birth
To life’s greatest prize.