Ode to Swimming While Pregnant
I avoided the pool, thinking it too full of chlorine,
but other pregnant ladies were really keen.
So, hot, aching, and tired, I strapped on my tankini,
and the cool, buoyant water was so delicious it was almost obscene.
At first I worried about my pace,
a round turtle, not a sleek dolphin, I’d lose any race.
My goggles were tight, my suit raised up past my belly dome.
But as I started stroking the water’s face,
gliding, and sliding, the aqua liquid made its case:
Water is you, the planet, and babyâ€”keep on going, and welcome home.
Valerie Reiss is the Managing Editor of Mom365.