My.. ahem.. 'illness'

Salaams everyone. I'm not the kind of person who pours my heart out about my personal life... but in a rare moment of emotion...

I wrote this off the cuff, probably has a million mistakes- but anyway- here goes:

On a Thursday morning not too long ago,
Exactly why I felt so low I did not know,
I was lethargic and nauseous, all at the same time,
'Tho when I wake up, I'm usually in my prime,
And here I was feeling ugly and fat,
Unable to move from where I sat.

I found the truth in another week or so,
And then to the hospital I had to go,
"What?" I exclaimed- "you mean I am pregnant??"
Unbelieving I muttered, I was indignant!
Surely there must be a mistake somewhere,
I gave the nurse a very cold stare!

So this was my big surprise,
Blessing indeed, I have to realize,
Although I feel all nauseous and exhausted,
And from certain foods I feel revolted,
Its probably happened all for the best,
What is life if not a test?

I do feel inadequate to handle another kid,
Yet I be thankless, heaven forbid!
I leave it all to my Lord up there,
I put myself in His divine care,
I ask for the help which I have not,
And wisdom to make best of that which I've got.

Its confusing, its intimidating, at times plain scary,
Hormones running wild, I do feel contrary!
I hate being fat from deep in my heart,
Now I can explain my craving for that chocolate tart!
And my vehement aversion to Egyptian roumi cheese, (blech!)
And my sudden love-affair with green garden peas!


And yet I feel like I'm glowing deep inside,
God always has a way, I do confide,
There must be a decree, a reason for this,
What I'm scared of may in fact bring me bliss.
Hoping to strengthen my faith and belief,
I leave you with an easy sense of relief.