Mommy.

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Stretching your own skin.

Laying on your side.

Turning pages on an ebook.

Reading about the baby.

Reading your way into motherhood.

Passing by the years go by.

Wondering where innocence has gone.

Slipping thoughts float around.

Marking your belly with stripes of a tiger.

Timing goes to ticking.

Breaking water spills over thighs.

It's Time.

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