kid with hands on his face. Poem blog

Poem: ‘Baby Brain’

Don’t ask me for my age,

I think I’m still thirty-one.

Don’t ask me when I last went out,

There’s little time for Mummy fun!

 

Don’t ask me for the date,

I can no longer keep track.

Continue reading “Poem: ‘Baby Brain’”
Related Posts:
How Divorced Parents Can Make Holidays Special for Their Kids
christmas tree

Holidays can be a magical time for children, but for divorced parents, making the season special may require extra effort. Read more

11 Things I Swore I’d Never Do As A Parent… But I Did!
child on ipad

Do you know when you are the most perfect parent? Before you have kids, that's when!! When you imagine how Read more

Why the affect of Cancer doesn’t die with your loved one
losing Mum to Cancer

When my Mum was ill with Cancer my sister and I were both children. Jen was prob too young to Read more

Why Do My Cloth Nappies Stink?!
a baby in a green reusable nappy

*Contains affiliate links When it comes to cloth nappies there can always be a few stumbling blocks to overcome. Topics Read more