Motherhood // The First Night Away (A poem)

the first night away poem

So off we go,
With a wave goodbye.
“Are you crying?”
“Nope” *sob* “…there’s something in my eye”
But as we drive away,
The realisation sets in,
There’ll only be two of us in bed,
And we can have a lie in!!!
I can eat my own food,
I can have a hot cup of tea,
I won’t have an audience,
When I need to pee!
 I can wear a t-shirt that
Won’t be covered in breadstick goo,
And jeans that are clean
From snot and baby poo!
We can talk about grown-up matters;
Politics, literature, food…
We can listen to the Avenue Q soundtrack,
And use words that are rude!
“I’ll just make sure
Everything is ok at home…”
I say whilst anxiously
Looking at my phone.
“It’s only been 30 minutes!”
He gently mocks me.
But I don’t hear him,
I’m scrolling through photos of baby.
“Do you think they’re ok?”
I repeat every hour or so.
“What do you think they’re doing?”
And “Off to bed they go!” 
We spend most of dinner,
Talking about our brood.
Although it is rather nice,
To eat piping hot food!
In bed by 10pm,
Collapsed in an exhausted heap.
There’s no room for sex here;
We need to maximise time to sleep.
We sleep like a baby.
Although ours doesn’t understand this phrase…!
Waking up in time for check-out,
But we could snooze for days.
Hot tea in bed and
No spectators on the loo.
Are you sure we can’t stay
For another night or two?
But back home we go,
Slightly refreshed, less bleary eyed,
Back to cuddles, kisses,
And a smile a mile wide.
“Mama!” he coos excitedly,
And munches on my nose,
Little pudgy hands explore my face,
Whilst I eat his chubby toes.
The eldest tells of adventures,
And fun without both of us,
Enjoying cuddles together,
She soaks up the extra fuss.
Time away is good for the soul,
Time away refreshes,
But returning to my baby bears,
Well, that is truly precious.

Hannah

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10 Comments

  1. 11th April 2016 / 12:14 pm

    Hannah guess what? I’m having a night away a week today! God knows how E will fair without boobie milk but she will be in good supply of kisses with my mum and her brothers…. I’m so excited I could sing! H x

  2. 11th April 2016 / 8:45 pm

    I love your poems Hannah! And what I wouldn’t give for a night away at the moment!

  3. 11th April 2016 / 9:04 pm

    Beautiful poem Hannah, and all my wishes and thoughts if I was away. No spectators, a lie on, tea in bed. It would be nice but I’d miss them so much!

  4. 11th April 2016 / 10:32 pm

    What a great poem. I would love a night away right now!

  5. Kerry norris
    11th April 2016 / 10:45 pm

    What a lovely poem. So wel written and the same thoughts I had when I had a night away from my daughter. X

  6. 12th April 2016 / 12:14 am

    Ahhh my husband and I are exactly like this whenever we have a night away – always end up talking about Tyler and can’t wait to get back to him! It is good to refresh though, and catch up on sleep! xx

  7. 12th April 2016 / 12:53 am

    I’m so impressed with your poetry skills! I feel the same when I’m away

  8. 13th April 2016 / 9:19 am

    ooo your so creative, i don’t think I’ve even wrote a poem before, i might have to now.. this was lovely and totally how i felt when leaving my child for the first time 🙂

  9. 18th April 2016 / 10:17 am

    What a lovely poem and my sentiments exactly. I love escaping for the night but miss my little munchkins x

  10. 29th June 2016 / 9:25 am

    This sums it up perfectly. Husband and I are constantly joing about how we spend any time away talking about the kids and looking at photos of them!

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