Everyone knows that a newborn babe brings many sleepless nights, and often the mother is the one keeping watch over the baby at that time.
The mother in this story, Caroline Olling Anderson, decided to spend those long dark hours writing a very honest poem about her husband.
Mother Writes Poem About Unhelpful Husband
She posted her poem on Facebook last week, and it certainly generated a great deal of attention from those in the same boat.
“My latest 4 a.m. poem”
“I love your daddy, I really do,
After all, without daddy, I wouldn’t have you.
But from midnight till sunrise, it’s just you and I.
And as each hour passes, I’m not gonna lie:
Mommy’s love slowly fades, becomes angry and weak,
Because no matter what, your dad is f*cking asleep!
It all starts out lovely. We kiss each other goodnight.
We look lovingly down at you dear, such a beautiful sight.
An hour later, mommy wakes with a start.
You’re twisting and turning, you’re starting to fart.
You’re gesturing for food. Mommy is there
with a bottle or breast
Daddy is snoring away, the way he knows best.
Mommy burps you, and holds you and rocks you with care.
You spew foul smelling yogurt on mommy’s freshly washed hair.
As mommy changes her shirt, and mops vomit off the floor.
Your daddy farts, rolls over, and continues to snore.
Mommy’s maternal alarm goes off, it’s not even three!
You’re stirring again, you’re hungry and staring at me!
“I think she is hungry” your daddy offers, pulls duvet over his head,
Mommy sends him a death stare and rolls out of bed.
Mommy comes back, tired and drained and what is this I see?
Your daddy has taken over my side, doesn’t give a f*ck about me!
Mommy kicks him and pushes him angrily away.
“What’s up love?” He moans in a lovingly way.
Your daddy has no clue he is under attack.
He wraps his arms around me and kisses my back.
And just as my love for daddy is back on the rise,
You start to coo in your crib and open your eyes.
And daddy gently nudges me to attend to your need.
I give him the finger as I prepare for a feed.
But as the sun starts rising, the slate is wiped clear.
I’m back to full love for your daddy and for you my dear.
I forget that daddy sleeps while you cry and you poo.
It’s back to kissing and hugging and doting on you.
Soon you’ll grow up and be daddy’s little girl.
You’ll not remember me cleaning up sh*t and vomit hurl.
Whilst you sit on his lap and he sings you a song,
You’ll love him and think daddy could do nothing wrong.
But my sweet love, here is a poem for you to keep,
So you know that all those long nights, dad was f*cking asleep.”
Not As Bad As It Seems
Although the poem seems to be placing a lot of blame on the father, that wasn’t this mother’s intent – although her husband wasn’t especially amused when she read it to him the next morning.
The truth is that this particular couple had made a deal while the mother was still pregnant, that she would take the night shift to allow her husband to be well-rested the next day because he spends 10-12 hours teaching young children himself.
Caroline explained that her husband really is a fantastic dad in general, but that those late nights can sometimes cause a little passive-aggressive behavior to come through. She said that her husband is an amazing primary school teacher who brings a lot of fun and humor both to their relationship, his students, and now towards their new child.