A baby so Sweet.

by Drunk off of life   Dec 18, 2011


One Month- We first met that night.
Our chemistry was outta sight.
We dreamed and dreamed of a happy end.
And now I'm pregnate by my best friend.

Two Months- I know i haven't written in a while.
Every time we talk all i can do is smile.
We are happily together all three of us.
I am afraid im getting to close to lust.

Three Months- My baby bump is showing just a little bit.
I can no longer just sit.
We are now are deciding on a name.
A name so beautiful but not all the same.

Four months- We found just the one.
And we are now having our son.
His name shall be Little Logan.
He is so precious.

Five Months- Now we are getting close.
And I'm getting afraid just like a ghost.
Im getting bigger and bigger everyday.
I cant wait till Logan can just play.

Six Months- We are now planning the shower.
I got to go its in a hour.
All these things pileing up.
His room now covered in ducks.

Seven Months- Now we are getting closer
Our wait is almost over,
I can't wait to hear his little feet patter at the floor.
Now i have to baby prove all the doors.

Eight Months- Logan you huge and hurt so bad,
You won't believe he's gonna be a dad.
Now we just awaiting the day.
All this is what i say.

Nine months- Todays the day you are due
I cant wait to see the real you.
Baby boy just six pounds
I love listening to your breathing sounds.

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