It Was the Night Before Sunday

It was the night before Sunday

Not a creature was stirring, not even my hubby

The bottles were done and Mini Nunes was still up

He was in motion banging his blocks

Mama was desperate, sleep was a wish

Mini Nunes smiled cutely as he created a bang

Mama was desperate, sleep was a wish

Milk was a disaster no hope was left

The nappy was changed, as mama grumble with glee

For  it was the night before Sunday

Not a creature was stirring, not even my hubby

As the clock tick by, baby nurofen was open

Mini Nunes was to be drugged due to his teething pain

For  it was the night before Sunday

Not a creature was stirring, not even my hubby

Mama was smiling as

Mini Nunes had crashed out!!

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