The birth of a new year
heralds the birth
of a new child.

My precious son.
How I love you so.

Not mine to give

I look at you
Dear friend
And I quiver inside.
I wish
I can double
My blessing
And give to you.
But that key
Is not
In my hands.
Just remember
Dear friend
That my door
Is still open.

Feed us!

I've not really gone the nausea route.
In fact, I'm starving most of the time.
No cravings, no weird smells. Just hungry, hungry, hungry.

Sometimes, I feel like my little fetus is really saying "FEED US!"

Butterflies

Fluttering wings
Beating faster.
Faster.
Flashing spots of color
In my monochromatic world.
Is that the beat
Of a tiny heart
Within me?
Or am I just hearing
Butterflies?
I'm definitely feeling those butterflies...
Can't believe it's real!

Hey Little Sister

Hey little sister
With a carriage at your side
I used to think I loved you
Now I couldn't if I tried

Hey little sister
With a baby at your chest
I used to be your number one
Now it's he who is the best

Hey little sister
With a belly growing big
I used to be the loud one
Now it's only holes I dig

Hey little sister
Expecting number two
It's hard to say I love you
But deep down I still do.