I don’t have a flat stomachIt’s rolls were multiplied

But little do I care right now, 

This baby by my side.
I don’t have toned arms as such, 

A little extra there, 

But as my baby snuggles in

I don’t really care
I don’t have rested eyes, 

A young and dewy face

But up all night my heart is soothed 

By babas warm embrace
My boobs are near my knees I think, 

Rather than near my head, 

An excellent job they served me though, 

Keeping baba fed
My body’s not what it used to be, 

It’s done its job and more

A beautiful baby it brought me

A wish come true for sure