Dear Pregnant Mommy: A Plea In Poem

I know you’re uncomfortable but please don’t complain

It’s clear you don’t feel the depth of this pain

A pain that would gladly your discomfort take

To carry a baby and hurt for it’s sake

I too know the feeling of having, “the flu”

Those weeks, and then months, of feeling gross too

But my story ended quite different from yours

With grieving and agony behind bathroom doors

I’ve too felt my body ache for relief

But my deep ache arose from the burden of grief

This is the reason I urge you to think

Of the women who hear you gripe, “Oh! This just stinks!”

This is not meant to make you feel guilty or blue

For the life God has graciously fashioned in you

Instead it is meant to make you more aware

To be thankful and cherish the discomfort you bear

For around you are women who’ve been through it too

And stand empty armed right there next to you

Each day looking forward to redemption complete

For a day when, they too, their sweet child may meet.

Authored By Rachel Davis