Swollen

My belly is swollen,
From my nine months of pregancy,
The times of kicking,
Of glowing with "the look",
As some called it.

All of that will end now,
For I am feeling pain,
Oh,
Dear Lord in Heaven!
My water has broke!

I feel the searing pain!
How can women bear this?
But oh Lord,
It is worth it.

I have been lucky,
It has not lasted long,
For coming forth from my body,
A little life is brought.

A whole new person,
An individual,
What will they be?
I can't wait to find out.

All of that pain was worth it,
My belly is no longer swollen,
I no longer have "the glow",
But now,
I have this little life in my arms.