26 May 2008

somersaulting for the gold

there is a blinking neon light
between my rib cage.
it hangs there,
buzzing it's florescent message
all night long:
THE BOUNCE HOUSE IS OFFICIALLY OPEN

it must be a private club.
when ten o’clock hits
my basketball belly
is the babe's personal
infant athletic arena.

8 comments:

gab said...

They go from bouncing in you to bouncing on you. Welcome to my life.

I see a trampoline in your future.

Lindsey said...

Didn't you know, 10 o'clock is high time for floatin' around??? :)

Christina said...

So, so, so true. I hope baby boy lets you get some rest soon!

maryirene allen said...

that is the most hilarious way i have ever heard that experience be described!

KJ said...

it's the best!

TravelinOma said...

This is why you love your kids. Even though they don't remember it, you know you were literally their whole world for a while. And they had fun!

Dansie Family said...

i love it.

Megan said...

LOL! That is So funny! I can't even imagine!

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