The Night Games

You move too much you take up all the place
It is a queens bed there is only so much space
The mattress at the foot of the bed
with blue and red spiderman spread
thats yours remember?

Its been more than a year
Since we kicked you out of our bed
but every night since then you are back
Your feet you hands on my face they go smack

But there is another one now
inside my belly
fourth one on a bed meant for two
as restless as adamant as you

There is kicking and snatching
and grumbling and screaming
both inside and outside
and there is 3am loo breaks
where my bladder threatens to burst
and 4am hunger pangs, heartburn and thirst

And 6am the phone alarm goes off
the other adult who was never invited in our party of three
a reluctant guest in our tug-of-war soiree
grumbles his way out of the bed

only then we sleep peacefully
him/her and you and I
And the sun trickles through the window
the light on your head it makes a halo
and you giggle

What? why are you giggling?
"Purple" you say
What is purple?
The sky
Is it?
Yes....Good Morning....