It’s always a risk
Carrying you sans nappy
I should know better

Surely you’re too young
To hate veggies already
Sweet tooth like mummy

Questioning myself
Parental anxiety
Will I be enough?

Picnic in the park
With mummy and bubby friends
Sanity saver

What a lovely grin
Between your two chubby cheeks
No teeth yet, but soon

My eyes are closing
No brain space for a haiku
Resume tomorrow

Little family
Mummy, daddy and Ella
Together again