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May 2022
Get ready…

Get ready for the initial teeny weeny troubles…
Which as the baby grows up - doubles..!

Get ready for the sounds of never ending cries…
And ofcourse the stains of dropped pies..!!

Get ready for the patches of spilt milk…
So better store in your sarees, all those that are made of silk..!

Get ready to find teddy’s and goofy’s and other stuffed toys all lying here and there..
Not forgetting the guns, dolls and brick games scattered everywhere..!!

Get ready for the sleepless nights..
And with the baby around - no dreams of queens and knights..!

Get ready for the messy marks of ******..
Which often don’t count a lot, after those wetty loving little kisses..!!

Get ready for those around the house walks..
In making the baby sleep and in return get those ununderstood squeeky baby talks..!

Get ready for those lovely moments of love and affection forever..
And cherish these with tender touches which can be forgotten never..!!

Get ready for a whole lot of change - an absolutely new life..
I’m sure which you can tackle for you’re a wonderfully efficient wife..!

And yeah..! Be sure to get ready when the baby says - “mother”
Do get me another nice and chubby naughty little brother…!!

And this one here is a very small prayer…
Which comes from the bottom of my heart—
For all i can do
In helping you
Is that I can be here and pray
Be the baby hale and hearty to God in my prayers is all I say..
May all dreams that youve seen and have believed in come true..
And may life be smooth and happy and gay and bright for both baby and you…
I was 16 when I wrote this for my sister as she walked her path to becoming a mother for the first time….this is also my very first attempt at writing a poem…!!!!
Ain
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Ain  40/F/UAE
(40/F/UAE)   
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     Aslam M and SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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