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
