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Friends, Where Art Thou? (A Pregnancy Poem)

I wrote this poem when I was first pregnant with Miss P. It was the strangest thing because while I was so happy experiencing pregnancy for the first time, I also had a weird feeling of loneliness on a social level. I love my girl friends – they are all fantastic – but when you’re pregnant and not many of your other friends are, you might feel…left out. It’s nobody’s fault. (And honestly, let’s face it: you can’t hang, anyway, and you’re too tired to be a social butterfly.)

But for the first time I was stuck in a place where I wanted to do so much, but in reality, my body just needed to rest and nest. I just came across it and decided to publish it now, just in case you’re reading this and can maybe relate. Without further ado…

Friends, Where Art Thou? (A Pregnancy Poem)

I’ve discovered I’m pregnant, ten little fingers, ten toes!

Excitement and showers, as everyone knows;

I’m reading the books, radiating the ‘glow’,

But one question lingers: Where the fuck did my friends go?

They’re so excited for me, they cannot wait to meet him!

Many have stated, they may just try to eat him;

But I’ve noticed lately, my social calendar’s dead,

Did they forget about me? Is it all in my head?

I used to have plans! I used to have fun!

Did this simply cease, due to my oven and bun?

Pregnant women get tired, sure sometimes we’re slow,

But guys, that’s not me! Where the fuck did you go?!

Was it the air biscuit that slipped out, without my knowledge?

Girl, please, you’ve seen worse! We made it through college!

Or maybe it’s my cankles, you can’t bear to see?

Perhaps you can’t take it, that all day I must pee?

So what if I burp? Who cares if I waddle?

When you go to drunk-dial, I’ll tackle and swaddle!

And when you must pee, to the front of the line we’ll go!

Yet my phone is still quiet – say it ain’t fucking so!

Come on ladies, I’m fun! I’m still the old me!

Your designated driver, forget the cab fee!

Of course I’ll come out! Saturday night?! I’ll be there!

Pick you up around 10, what on earth will I wear?

You’re running behind? No problem! I’m chill,

Take a moment to put up my feet, I sure will,

Just resting my eyes, as I wait patiently,

There’s your text! I’m coming! I just….have to…. (ZzzzZzzzz………..)


Alessandra Macaluso is the author of What a Good Eater! , Lucy the Bee and the Healing Honey, and The Real-Deal Bridal Bible. She’s also a Qigong and Tai Chi instructor, and overall wellness advocate. Her work has been featured in several anthologies which can all be found on her Amazon author page, and she has contributed to The Huffington Post, Scary Mommy, TODAY Parents, and many other online publications.

Alessandra is a northerner-turned-southerner, enjoying the south with her children, Penelope and Ciro, and her husband, Greg.

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