Puke

One day late and I just thought
Hey, it's another day clean
No mess to deal with nor feeling like shit
It was great, girls, you know what I mean.

Seven days days late but I shrugged it off
It's stress, this happens all the time
Or maybe I miscounted, my math could be off
It'll come next week, I'll be fine.

Two weeks late and now I'm scared
On the toilet seat, test in hand
I couldn't be, right? It was only one night!
My knees shake so hard I can't stand.

Eight months in and I'm screaming at him
"Look what you've done to me!
My clothes are too small, can't see my feet at all,
And I have to stop every five minutes to pee!"

Nine months in and I'm yelling again
This time on a hospital bed
My vagina's about to be ripped in half
But hey look, here comes the head.

This baby could be my saving grace
Maybe this wasn't a fluke
But as I held her up real close to my face
She grinned at me and puked