(Poem) Being Pregnant With My Last Child She Was Number Three by D.K. Milgrim-Heath @2017



Being pregnant with my last child she was number three-
Actually two months shy of me turning age forty! 

It was fun being pregnant at my older age being closer by the week!

Eating falafel 5x weekly was my pregnancy craving happily I did seek!

 Being an older parent is wonderful as one’s really more aware.

By one’s wisdom of greater experiences is easier to share.

Most little things don’t bother really you nearly as well- 

As your gratitude sense being a “later” mom’s emotionally swell. 

It doesn’t matter whether you adopt or to your child gave birth-

Being that proud older age Mom is surely your greatest treasure on earth.

 

  1. One Response to “(Poem) Being Pregnant With My Last Child She Was Number Three by D.K. Milgrim-Heath @2017”

  2. I had my last of 4 at 44, and I would still love to have more at 54 if I could.

    By Denise B. on Nov 20, 2017

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