The poem reads: First, there's the news. The heart-pounding, could-it-be-true news that arrives like a telegram from the universe telling you that your world is about to explode into a million brilliant emotions. Then comes the queasiness, the sleepiness, the funny food cravings. You count the weeks and wait for the milestones - hearing a heartbeat, seeing a shadowy sonogram image, feeling that first fluttery kick. You wonder if you're really ready for this. But then...you start making room for the little one who already sleeps to the rhythm of your heartbeat and appears in your dreams at night. The little one who waits, just like you, for that beautiful day when you'll look into each other's eyes and see the promise of a lifetime of beautiful memories. ~author unknown
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