~The Over Due Blues~
Dear Baby Boy, it's time you come out.
You have us tossing and turning, you're all we can think about.
At eight weeks along we knew a certain test needed to be taken,
Signs of nausea and dizziness I'd turn green from the smell of bacon.
Fifteen weeks came with surprising shock and joy,
The ultrasound proved we'd soon have a "big ol' boy!"
Twenty-eight weeks along, with so many Braxton-Hicks,
No matter the time of day you were active with punches and kicks.
Thirty-eight weeks and doctor's appointments galore,
With no progress each time, they were disappointing, such a bore.
False alarms here and there. Is it time? How do we know?
Better to be safe then sorry, to the hospital we go!
Aches and pains getting worse with each passing day,
None of the Wives-tales have worked, no matter what people say!!!
Nine months have gone, you're time is past due,
All systems go, we're ready to meet you!!
-Love Mommy & Daddy
You have us tossing and turning, you're all we can think about.
At eight weeks along we knew a certain test needed to be taken,
Signs of nausea and dizziness I'd turn green from the smell of bacon.
Fifteen weeks came with surprising shock and joy,
The ultrasound proved we'd soon have a "big ol' boy!"
Twenty-eight weeks along, with so many Braxton-Hicks,
No matter the time of day you were active with punches and kicks.
Thirty-eight weeks and doctor's appointments galore,
With no progress each time, they were disappointing, such a bore.
False alarms here and there. Is it time? How do we know?
Better to be safe then sorry, to the hospital we go!
Aches and pains getting worse with each passing day,
None of the Wives-tales have worked, no matter what people say!!!
Nine months have gone, you're time is past due,
All systems go, we're ready to meet you!!
-Love Mommy & Daddy
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