Every move you make

This is a little ditty I put together in honour of the final week of pregancy.
It should be sung to the tune of Every Breath You Take by the Police.

Every time you wake
And every move you make
every kick you make, every step I take
I'll be feeling you

Every single day
The pain is here to stay
I just have to say, till it's gone away
I'll be watching you

Oh can't you see
you make me want to pee,
How my noonoo aches,
with every step I take

Every move you make
could make my waters break
every elbow aches, every step I take
I'll be clutching you

Since you grew you've been filling up the space 
I dream at night of the scan that shows your face
I'm big and round but you're stuck inside that place
I feel so sore and I long for your embrace

I keep crying baby, baby, please!

Oh can't you see
you make me want to pee,
How my noonoo aches,
with every step I take

Every move you make
could make my waters break
every elbow aches, every step I take
I'll be clutching you

Every move you make
could make my waters break
I'll be clutching you

[repeat to fade]

Some Things You'll Never See

Alas my darling little bump,
Some things you’ll never see;
Despite your newly-opened eyes,
Such things weren't meant to be.

Your perfect face on sonic scans, 
Your outstretched feet and curled-up hands
That tell me that you’re there.
Ideas I have for favourite toys,
The lists of names for girls and boys,
Are things I can’t yet share.

Some things you’ll never see my babe,
Locked within your mama's womb.
While I'm out here and you’re inside
Your incubation room.

Each time I play a Scottish tune,
The fiddle jigs throughout the air;
And there inside your dark cocoon,
You kick your little dance.

I'd hold you tight,
Angelic delight,
Just given half a chance.

But you’ll never see my stricken face
The day we thought you’d gone.
A terror tore my heart in two;
Thank God, you just held on.

And you’ll never see the tears that flow,
Each time your fragile heartbeat slows 
To listen to the lullaby
I make and sing for you.

You twist and clout,
And squirm about,
As if you're breaking through.

The kicks I've felt,
Just make me melt, 
With rampant joy inside.
The plans I've made,
The prayers I've prayed,
With overwhelming pride. 

But time will come - 
And not too long - 
When all  these things you’ll feel,
The depths of love 
Your father holds, 
Unfathomed and so real; 

An inch away, yet worlds apart,
Our bond is growing strong.
And through the rocky road of life,
I’ll harmonise your song.  

The day I clasp you to my chest,
That ache inside at last will rest,
Our hearts will chime in tune,
And beat a perfect melody;
That day can't come too soon.

The world is here, your life awaits,
But haste not, little one!
These moments do not want to wait,
A blink and they are gone.  

I press my lips unto the flesh
That keeps your world from mine.
And whisper now in softest breath,
"I love you for all time".

Bump's first poem

This is a wee poem written on behalf of bump to his Grandma & Granddad when we announced the news of his pending arrival.

Dear Grandma & Grandad 

I started life 4 months ago,
My tiny egg began to grow.

I held on tight right from the start
and soon I had a beating heart

So now I turn and kick and wriggle
and just can't wait to laugh and giggle

But just for now I'll keep on going,
every day, a little growing

Slightly bigger, slightly longer,
every week a little stronger

Loved by Mum and Dad so much
longing for my fragile touch

So when you're done with Christmas cheer,
Can't wait to meet you both next year!