In response to Kimberly's P-90x poem

Okay, so I guess it is my turn to write a poem and post it.  Totally embarrassing but here goes:

 

Even though my pants are a size four

I’m flabby all over especially my core

So thanks to my sisters for sending the tapes

I guess I should put down the crapes

I am so looking forward to getting tone

I know I must focus and get in the zone

But something prevents me for nine months at least

Yes, a nephew or maybe a niece!

I’m sure this must come as a bit of a shock

For me too, my whole world will soon rock!

You are probably wondering about our trip

I assure you that our plans will not flip

So soon I will see you with my tiny bump

I’ll probably be tired and in a bit of a slump

I really am pregnant, I promise it’s true 

For in the mornings my face turns blue

So the P-90x tapes I eventually will use

for postpartom pounds I know I should loose

Here is just some more evidence that I must be expecting.  Ha ha ha.  This is a joke mostly intended for my brother-in-law, who made a similar picture of me holding a huge tub of Ben and Jerry's ice cream when we announced that we were pregnant with Gavin.  So I beat him to it this time...