Parenting Poetry #1 I have a teething baby She's been teething for a decade - no, a day A day of crying, snot and dribble A day of still teething? No flipping way! It's worse first thing in the morning At night, tea-time and noon It's definitely bad at dinner Because she won't feed from a spoon No mummy, I want to do it! You can't get anything right Because my gums are sore and I'm irritated But I also need you, day and night My nappies are so runny My botty is so sore The fluid is never ending And my toothy pegs feel raw I love my mummy's cuddles So much that I still weep Then she'll put me back in my cot again Because "I obviously need a sleep" No mummy, no I don't! I just need YOU I scream and bounce with rage While mum is on the phone to her mum, who says You were just like that at her age... I must have calmed down a bit Because I woke up from a lovely doze And I felt chipper, until my mum Wiped the cement crust off my nose I am a teething baby I am a mummy too My teeth hurt, My head hurts, Now your sister needs the loo! I am a teething mummy I am a baby too Coffee is good, Calpol is GRAND. ... ...I think it's peeking through.