I’ve been tagged by Becki over at The Mum From Brum in White Camellias #rockingmotherhood tag.
I can’t say I’m quite sure,
Sometimes you watch the iPad,
And eat raisins off the floor.
I let you stay up late,
And fall asleep on my tummy,
I don’t always wipe your nose,
The house is often messy,
The washing soon piles up,
We always seem to be running late,
And I sometimes forget your cup.
I don’t take you to swimming lessons,
Not every meal is homemade,
I even borrowed some formula once,
As yours had been mislaid…
Being a Mummy is hard,
I don’t always know what to do,
I constantly find myself on Google,
Sometimes late at night,
When you just don’t want to sleep,
I secretly wish I could run away,
But I just break down and weep.
I often feel quite lonely,
Like I’m the only one who can’t cope,
But when I see your cheeky smile,
You’re this perfect little baby,
How could I be so lucky?
I think, ‘I must have done something right’,
Every day you smile and laugh,
I couldn’t ask for more,
My little pea, my Jessie doll,
I’m most definitely not perfect,
But I know this much is true,
You’re happy and you’re healthy,