No hard or easy
Just harder and easier
It’s all relative

Used to look forward
To that extra hour’s sleep
That was pre-baby

Nine months old today
Growing up so fast, but still
A little baby

Muffin looks tasty
Grab it out of Leo’s mouth
Into yours it goes

Thought of a haiku
While patting you back to sleep
Now I’ve forgotten

Thought I’d resettled
And now it was time for bed
Turns out I was wrong

I saw the future
You looked like a teenager
Eyes glaring at me