The Ninth Month (Again)

The Ninth Month

Being a duplex
I have been happy, my dear,
To loan you half the house
Rent-free and furnished
As best I could.

You have been a good
Tenant, all in all
Quiet, yet comfortably there
Tapping friendly on the wall.

But I hear
You have outgrown the place
And are packing up to move.
Well, I will miss
The sweet proximity.
But we will keep in touch.
There are bonds, my dear,
That reach beyond a block
Or a mile or a hemisphere
Born of much love and labor.

I approve the move
And gladly turn from landlady
To neighbor.
--Carol Lynn Pearson

I put this poem on my blog right before Maggie was born almost three years ago.  I think it is very sweet, so I'm posting it again.  I literally have DAYS left until I get to meet my new little lady.  We are getting very excited around here!  I still have some things I need to before she comes, but we are getting there.  I seem to always forget how utterly lame being uber-preganant is.  Every day I feel more and more stretched out and  lousy, and I have been very impatient with my little kiddos because I have been so tired.  Today I am going to try to spend some more one-on-one time with each of them.