Tuesday, July 31, 2007

My Pregnant Friend

My pregnant friend believes she should go first in line. My pregnant friend believes that hair dye will hurt her baby. My pregnant friend is sad about her roots. My pregnant friend has inexplicable pains that last only ten minutes. Nonetheless, My pregnant friend can't go out that night. My pregnant friend wonders why she is not gaining weight. My pregnant friend likes to talk about her morning sickness: the duration, the color, the quality. My pregnant friend can't get her nails done. My pregnant friend cries alone in taxis. My pregnant friend needs more time outdoors. My pregnant friend suffers from new allergies. My pregnant friend has a hard time picking out baby clothes. My pregnant friend doesn't appreciate gifts from strangers. My pregnant friend is thinking of leaving her husband. My pregnant friend doesn't. My pregnant friend holds my hand sometimes, and pats me on the head. My pregnant friend can't decide between the light green and the light yellow cribs with big metal wheels. My pregnant friend doesn't actually like children. My pregnant friend is sorry for me, but she's sure it will work itself out, eventually.


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And... my poem, if you would like to know about the movie just got nominated for the "Best of the Web" by Blue Fifth Review. This is, like, waaay better than a Pushcart Prize nomination. At least to me.

6 comments:

Valerie Loveland said...

Congrats!

Christine said...

Thanks, Valerie! Now I'm just waiting for the final results!

Collin said...

Congrats!!!

Nick said...

Congratulations!

Michael said...

Yeah!!!!

Christine said...

Collin, Nick, and Michael: Thanks so much! I'm keeping my fingers crossed, and they're getting cramps!