On Sunday, I awake at dawn
And find my due date has come and gone
The doctor says to just sit tight
But I can’t even sleep at night
I’m lying here wide awake,
And praying for my water to break
My feet are swollen, my ankles too
My belly button is black and blue
My back is sore, my belly itchy
Perhaps, I am a little bitchy
I’ve tried long walks to no avail
I feel just like a pregnant whale
I’m sure I’ll feel it’s all worthwhile
When I see my little baby smile
But as for now, I must complain
And drive my husband a bit insane
And hope that today is THE DAY
That I’ll finally have Miss Emmy May
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