Baby Poem

What it is like for new parents and new baby.

Goodnight Sweet Baby

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We give you a bath and dress you all snug,
We read you a book and give a kiss and a hug.
We smile as we bid you a sweet goodnight,
We blow you a kiss and we turn out the light.

Goodnight sweet boy.

A move, a whimper, little cries,
We wait then go to dry your eyes.
We smile as we watch you rest your head,
We bid farewell and head to bed.

Goodnight little darling.

A shout we hear as startled we wake,
We slowly head to your room, "Boy is it late!"
A little while later we finally find sleep.
We pray that the restful silence surely will keep.

Goodnight.

Our attempts to sleep are to no avail,
As we wake to your whimpers, cries, and a wail.
A midnight feeding, a binky, your boo,
We drag ourselves back to bed hoping all that will do.

'night.

Not so much. You're up once again,
Babbling as if to ask, "Where you been."
We drag our worn-out bodies back to your room,
Mommy's secretly wishing she could put you back in the womb

. . . .

We rock you awhile and sing you a song,
But we know that you won't be asleep for long.
It's 3 AM as dad heads to bed.
But instead of sleep it's ESPN.

Mom goes downstairs, "No sleep for me."
Instead she dusts, washes dishes, and folds laundry.
And little baby all snug and safe in his bed,
Smiles as he rests his sweet little head.

To Little J--May a peaceful sleep find you (and mommy and daddy, too).

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Published: May 2008

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  • Hi, when I became a grandma or "momma" as my grandson now calls me for the first time, My motherly instincts came out I thought about my daughter and how tired she was, as I did not live close by I could only stay and help for a short time, I was concerned how she would cope when I went home, with no family around to help over the next few months, as when I had my babies my family all lived near by with all the advise I needed, but times have changed and families are now spread far and wide. But she did cope with a little help from her sister who lives in South Africa who sent her a couple of books called Sleepsense and Babysense these two books helped my daughter to enjoy motherhood .

    This poem was beautiful and brought the memories back of my first grandchild.

    Margaret, South Yorkshire Submitted Aug 2010
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