NPM Day 9 This Is Why We Do This
Updated: Feb 6, 2019
I lie awake and sigh hearing her tiny body let out a cry.
“I'm hungry” she said as I crawl out of bed
“I'm wet!” she screamed, “and I had a bad dream.”
So, I warm the milk and change her diaper,
with poo too, she couldn’t be riper.
I scoop her up and swaddle her close.
“It’s okay, I’m here. Mommy knows.”
I shimmy, I shake, until half past three;
I look down and finally see my
baby girl has fallen asleep.
Over to her crib I creep. I lay her down without making a peep.
Just as I thought the coast was clear, I hear her tiny voice whisper something very dear.
“I love you mommy, goodnight.”
This...This is why we do this.