Before, one of our guest bedrooms was yellow.
After, it is not a room for a fellow.
It is a room for a sweet Baby girl.
After, it is not a room for a fellow.
It is a room for a sweet Baby girl.
Before, scraps of fabric and ribbon lay on the floor.
After, a cute wreath hangs on a sweet nursery door.
Before, short hair is the way to go.
After, longer hair is what I know.
Before, a belly with a pea-size baby inside.
After, a belly the size of a watermelon I can't hide.
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