Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 10:05 am
Post subject: My Poem
Every month we try to catch that egg,
We BD in the kitchen, lounge and bed.
I’ll pee on a stick to do a test,
Ask the forum which brand is the best.
I long to see that second line,
Strong and dark and clearly defined.
If you squint and don’t look directly at it,
There! There it is – can’t you see it?!
I’m sorry my love, it’s all in your head,
Don’t fret and worry, don’t see red.
Next month you’ll see it, as clear as can be,
That line that indicates a little baby.
But I’ve had symptoms! Cramps and feeling sick,
Why does everyone else fall pregnant so quick?!
I’ve learnt the lingo and all of the facts,
I’m TTC, I OV’d and bought HPTs in packs.
When I’m low and down in the dumps,
Why am I surrounded by women with bumps?!
That ruddy AF shows up for a visit,
I have to agree – it’s not my month is it?
But one day I’ll get there, I’ll have big ol’ tummy,
And have the best job in the world – being a mummy.
Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 2:42 pm
Thanks Ladies! – it’s a slow day in the office (lol)!
I recently read a really silly (short and sweet) poem on FB which made me smile and reminded me how much I used to like writing poems and ditties!
The poem from FB is this one....
I wish I was a glow-worm,
A glow-worm’s never glum,
How can you be grumpy when the sun shines out your bum?!