Haiku: Cozy

Baby burrito

Snug as a bug in a rug

Nothing else matters

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NOTE: I am dying to share photos of my infant granddaughter with my readers, but will refrain, as this is a public blog.

I just love to wrap her up like a burrito (aka swaddling) and snuggle with her while she takes a nice long nap in my arms. It’s basically grandma nirvana. I wish I could bottle the feeling and share it with all the broken-hearted people.

🥰

XOXO

Mary, GenX Grandma (I still have 204 days of my fifties left, but who’s counting)

Haiku

Sibling Alienation

A person who takes

A “lost soul” ever indulged

Parent enablers 

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For personal reasons, I’ve closed comments for this post, but thank you for reading.

Haiku for my granddaughter

On the eve of you

I slept with a golden charm

My Daughter, my heart

To my readers: my granddaughter has arrived safe and sound – thank the universe! She is perfect in every way and so is her name, which I love, but won’t be sharing publicly at this time.

As a mother, I can tell you it’s pretty darn stressful to have your own precious daughter go through labor and delivery. I wrote this haiku during the first night of her labor, which went on for two whole nights. I barely slept a wink!

I’m a grandma, people!!!!!

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