I am anxious to know,
When will my tummy grow?
I touch it twice and thrice,
Move my hand on it,
And giggled through my eyes.
I am anxious to know,
When will my tummy grow?
I looked into mirror,
With cushion under my shirt,
Felt a sheer joy of viewing my tummy bigger.
I am anxious to know,
When will my tummy grow?
Saw a lady passing by,
Carrying a child in her womb,
Want the same happiness before I die.
I am anxious to know,
When will I hear word ‘Mommy’?
The first cry,
The first smile,
Will make me touch the sky.
I am anxious to know,
When will I hear word ‘Mommy’?
The first step holding my hand,
Will be cherished,
All through my life in grand.
I am anxious to know,
When will I hear word ‘Mommy’?
Few words uttered,
Will touch my heart,
And bring smile as now I am called a Mother.
I am anxious to know,
When will I get hug and kisses?
My child will run towards me,
When back from school,
Give me hug and kisses, one, two and three.
I am anxious to know,
When will I solve teen problems?
Best friend will be the enemy for worst,
My child will complain about friendship and trust,
I will console and try patching up at any cost.
I am anxious to know,
When will I mend broken heart?
Broken heart, swollen eyes,
He will narrate his love story,
And I will judge his romantic theories.
I am anxious to know,
When will I look match for him?
Dark or fair, short or tall,
My priority will be happiness for both,
Choosing a partner will be his own call.
I am anxious, anxious and anxious,
To see my child born,
And witness his growth and actions.
Will cherish his growth through my eyes,
Love him close by my heart,
Shower my blessings on his life.
