Poetry

Good Advice

For the first 12 weeks
Just keep your baby alive
And try to stay sane

Cleaning up vomit
Makes me feel like a real mum
All part of the job

Things I’d forgotten
Vomit, poo, sleep and self doubt
I remember now

For the first six weeks
The goal is just survival
For our family

I shouldn’t make plans
For what I’ll do when you sleep
It’s just fantasy

Still so far to go
But we’ve come a long way too
Celebrate the wins

Many steps I’ll walk
To get you to go to sleep
This I am certain