"Mummy can you play with me?"
Toddler. First born. Arms stretched out
Babbling “Mum-mum play?”
Of course I will my sweetie
I’m off work, I’ve got all day!
I’ll be the race car, you be the truck
Down on our knees for an hour
Brumming and vrooming all over the house
Who cares about cleaning the shower?
Pregnant with second. Toddler’s got bigger
“Play with me Mummy, play play!
I want to build towers, so you be the digger
And scoop up the mud when I say.”
OK little monkey, but Mummy can’t crouch –
We’ll have to play up on the table
This bump’s getting heavy, my back’s really sore
But let’s build a house while I’m able.
Newborn is home. Number 1’s a big brother
“Let’s play a game, Mummy please!”
I’m feeding the baby, sweet. Later today?
I’m so tired I’m down on my knees.
“But Mummy you said that my new little sister
Would love to play games with me too.
She’s really quite boring and cries all the time
Please play Mummy, please I want you!”
Oh sweetie it’s hard, it’s just when she needs feeding
I have to drop everything, see?
Then there’s washing and ironing and hanging and drying
It’s been hours since I last had a wee.
Little one’s toddling, big one’s at school
Where did the time go, wowee!
Now she wants to play but I’m still washing up
And I haven’t yet had time to wash me…
“Mama play!” she begs me now.
Her eyes all big and round
So I manage Hungry Hippos til
My ears can’t take the sound
Fast forward a year. They’re old enough
To entertain each other
It’s cute to watch but suddenly
Her playpal is big brother.
Hey guys, can I please join in?
That looks so much fun! I call
“No – it’s not a game for Mummies!
We don’t want you playing at all.”
Waaah! Poor Mummy! I do a fake cry.
But they don’t give a toss
What they’ve gained in playing together
Is a teensy bit my loss.
But at least now I can wash up
With no guilt-fest “Play with Me!”
Get ‘Pointless’ and the kettle on.
(Or pour a cheeky G & T.)