Don’t talk to me, I’m not in the mood <br /> <br />I’m tired, I feel sick, I have gone off my food <br /> <br />I have got heart burn, piles and I’ve got a sore back <br /> <br />Don’t argue with me, I won’t cut you any slack <br /> <br />I have got big, black bags, under my eyes <br /> <br />I look like I have eaten to many pies <br /> <br />I have stretchmarks, I look like a frigging map <br /> <br />The baby kicks me in the ribs when I'm trying to take a nap <br /> <br />I'm forever hot, I forever sweat <br /> <br />My nipples leak, my tops always wet <br /> <br />When I walk, I puff and I pant <br /> <br />I can’t wait to have this baby, I hate being Pregnant<br /><br />Katherine Shaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-joys-of-being-pregnant/
