Monday, 3 February 2014


Cruising, walking, MMR, forward facing in the car
Thoughts of schools and catchment maps,
Trips to Clarks and fewer naps.

Less a baby, more a boy, chatting, babbling to his toys
'Dad', 'Mum', 'Duck' 'Bubble',
The joy of words and mum-pride doubled.

Potty training, sippy cups, could those damn molars hurry up?
Climbing, running, shows no fear,
Mummy needs a post-bed beer!

Bouts of shyness, head-lap-hiding,
Toddler rants and biscuit bribing.

Shouting, joyful small-boy cries,
Still the apple of my eye.

Mummy poet x

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