Saturday, July 23, 2011
Oh how I miss thee. Alas, at 37 weeks pregnant I find myself without your sweet touch and I fear even Benadryl may fail me now. You used to let me savor your sweetness for hours on end, so many hours of daylight and nightlife were lost to your seductive ways.
But now, when I most need you to assist me in my preparation for mommy-dom, now is when you have chosen to be fleeting. Leaving me with no other choice than to clean, re-clean, organize, and fret.
I prithee that we might meet again, maybe on a warm beach once this child is long out of the womb. Until then, I bid you adieu.
-Sleepless in Pregnancy
Posted by C. E. at 2:30 AM