Mini poems on Motherhood

Sunday best
now a mest.

Baby grabbed spoon!
(Harvard bound!)
Maybe not so soon…
(spoon on ground).

Peek a boo round four
cute beyond belief.
Peek a boo round thirty-five,
mama wants aperitif.

Birth plan devised
(no nurse shall it hinder!)
Contractions start…
plan out the vinder!

In public
baby vocals
sounds great deal like
prepubescent yoddle.