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My Weird Wonder

I wake up in the morning feeling queasy and sick; I rush to the bathroom 20 times a day, all my favourite food makes me throw up. When I look at my reflection I can barely recognise the woman looking back at me, dark circles, lank hair, tired eyes.

My oh so dear pair of jeans gathers dust as I have not been able to fit into them for the last 6 months, all the clothes I sport right now are huge enough to make a tent. I miss my hubby as I can’t be with him, while he works some 450 kms away.

Every time I look out of my window and see a beautiful happy woman I feel a pang of jealousy. My mood swings are bad enough to even scare off psychos. It’s been eight long months I have been pregnant and have not slept properly since.

But my weird little wonder, every time you move inside me my heart melts, and I get the strength to bear even more uneasiness and unhappiness for you. I have not met you, neither have I held you close to me, but with your little movements you let me know that I am not alone. I have you by my side, inside me. Is it possible to love someone more than your life even if you have not met the person, I think it is, as I love you even without meeting you.

I am waiting with eager anticipation for the moment when I’ll first meet you, hold you, kiss you and introduce you to me, ‘Hey am your mommy’. Don’t you worry I’ll introduce you to ‘daddy’ as well, without him we wouldn’t be complete.

My weird little wonder as you move inside me you give me the strength of a lifetime, and I can’t thank you enough for making me feel this way. In return I can only promise to love you and protect you for as long as I live.


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