Lump of Baby

Sweaty,
Sticky,
Slobber,
Kicky.
Thumb of suck
Jumpsuit with truck.
His eyes, a-dart.
His odour, fart.
Legs are thick
Laughter quick.
Pink and white
He's mum's delight.

Mother's day

I awoke in a pool
Of my own drool.
A cold, out of hand,
Has struck me down,
The baby, by grace, is not sick.
He is however awake,
With nappy leaking,
And full of my first present of the day.
After
I am blessed by
The Best Lukewarm Homegrown Grapefruit and Honey Invalid’s Tea,
Combined with at least 15 minutes where someone else who is
Still only 8
Manages to distract the smaller human.
This results in
The most precious chance!
I feign sleep for a full 2 minutes and sip my tea slowly for the other 13.
In the background I am serenaded by ukulele
Like someone pulling twee bunting through my ears,
It’s really very sweet and I can’t say how much
I love this.
Even knowing one of my daughters will not
Talk to me today,
Is a part of the picture.
I am grateful,
For this is all the things.
ALL the things
Mothers do.