So this mini mommy wrote a new poem just now for all of us struggling mummies! We all are together in this battle 😂❤️.
Just one more time..
You pick up , they mess
You clean , they spread
Just now a new dress!
All full with crumbs of bread – like always I dread!
Next I cooked a nice warm meal
All yummy, nutritious – Pinterest- worthy steal;) That face you made – spitting it all out like no big deal!
My blood boiled , with head getting hot..
Eyes popping out and face growing red
You gave me a loud giggle – that silly billy anger all fled !! .
We tried once more, twice and thrice,
4 out of 5 that floor goobled all rice
Twisting and turning, holding ur hands
Sometimes showing you the fan , other-times handling kitchen pans!
Finally a spoon full that was lucky and stayed.
In your mouth, you forgot that you ate! .
The battle calmed down, I was persistent
No – matter how much you were resistant!
I looked around and held a broom,
Like every day , a million times – for this messy room.
It stays this way each day long,
Mummy starts preparing for a new battle, headstrong.
Weaning is hard, feeding is rough!
Who said there’s anything we mums can’t get done- – no matter how tough !
P.s – the picture doesn’t show this battle 😂- the only food he eats sometimes this nicely 😍- ma sha Allah .