Ode to Pregnancy*
Food make haste to fill my belly
Before I realize you are too smelly
My dry-heaving causes tears to fill my eyes
I cannot see what I am eating. It is always a surprise.
Advertisement convincing me smores are the solution
Husband on the go gathering pieces for our creation
Children ecstatic to try such a treat.
Mom runs to the bathroom. Beat by the sweet.
Dreams of sauteeing fresh veggies from the CSA
Healthy meals all around to nourish mom and bebee.
Yet still the only food fit for my home
That doesn't force a call to Ralph on the big white phone
Is a bagel so white and so bland
with a big slab of butter. Healthy be damned.
*Coffee table book will be available next Christmas.