Stream of Consciousness Saturday. 7/8/21

Badge by Shelley Krupa.

Your Friday prompt for stream of consciousness saturday is “wee.” Use the word “wee” or find a word that contains it and use it in your post. Have fun!

Wee.

In the wee small hours of the morning
Just before the dawning.
A teeny weeny mouse
Tippy toes around the house.
Mother’s up, the baby weening
The sun awakes beaming.
Wee mouse is ready for bed
Between the wood work to rest it’s head.
Baby rests but mother weeps
She’s so desparate for sleep .
So much to do so she washes up and sweeps.
And soaks the nappies full of wee.

Song Lyric Sunday. Baby Shower

Jim Adams said that our prompt for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday is Baby. He said: “I am sure that it will be easy to find a song for this week’s prompt being Baby.  We are all here to have some more fun and listen to some enjoyable music. “

This week I have chosen my favourite singer songwriter Imogen Heap’s song Tiny Human. Imogen wrote this song about her feelings after the birth of her first child. She explains that :

“You know, everyone talks about how when you see your baby it’s immediate love, and it really wasn’t like that for me. It was awful and I felt so guilty about it. On top of that, she wouldn’t stop crying and there was nothing I could do. My partner and I just did not know what hit us,”

In the song, Imogen compares the birth of her daughter to the volcano that engulfed the ancient Roman city of Pompeii and herself to the city as it is awakens to a new day:

“You came crashing in on one day/Crazy beautiful you/Blind me like the dawn/After ashes fell on Pompeii…From the ashes of Pompeii to fireworks and champagne/Crazy beautiful you.”

In a blog post, Imogen explained the title of the song, “Tiny Human,” writing: “That’s what she is, somewhere in there beneath all that crying, a person, waiting to blossom and surprise us over the years time and time again.”

As much as 10% of new mothers are likely to experience post-partum depression, according to a report released in January by the US Preventive Services Task Force, which recommended for the first time that all pregnant women and new mothers be screened.

The anxiety and sleeplessness of caring for a new life in addition to hormone fluctuations after giving birth can lead to feeling the way Heap did as a new mother. Post-partum depression, like miscarriage, is more common than women often think but seldom discussed because of feelings of shame. Heap’s admission and lyrics are a powerful statement that becoming a mother is hard and that’s okay. Information here.

I can completely identify with how she felt. Not all women find motherhood easy intact many can be severely depressed or affected. I think she was very brave to share her feelings. I hope this song can help any new mum who is struggling to cope and needs help.

“Tiny Human”

Oh my tiny human
At 05:08 you break me apart again
The space-time continuum
Buckles and bends around your every twist and turn

I can barely remember life before
You came crashing in on one day
Crazy beautiful you
Blind me like the dawn
After ashes fell on Pompeii
Crazy beautiful you

A miracle, a mystery
And one short stop away
From joy to misery
When the night becomes day
I give you my every last ounce
You make a pin-cushion out of me
And you can thank me later, babe (if I’m alive)
How long can one live without sleep?

Still I can’t stand to imagine
Life without…
You came crashing in on one day
Crazy beautiful you
Blind me like the dawn
After ashes fell on Pompeii
Crazy bright beautiful you

Suddenly propelled
So many light years from bliss
And completely unprepared
How can anyone deserve this?
I’ve tried, I’ve tried all the tricks in the book, I’m at my wits end
Now look here what do you want from me!?

I can barely remember life before…
You came crashing in on one day
Crazy beautiful you
From the ashes of Pompeii
To fireworks and champagne
Crazy beautiful you

You little devil, you
Oh I love you so much
It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done
But you’re so worth it
Yes you are
Yes you are
You little devil, you

AtoZ lyrics

So remember if you are struggling there is help out there and you are not alone 💜

Waiting for the Newbie

Slurp, slurp, swish, swish

Baby’s heart beat in a wish wish.

Clever machine you can hear

The unborn baby’s heart beat as birth draws near.

 

Blissfully unaware so comfy sleeping there

Precious cargo no world riches can compare

To the joys you will bring, all  lives you will touch

To your mum and dad you will mean so much.

 

Slurp, slurp, swish, swish

Baby’s heart beat in a wish wish.

Clever machine you can hear

The unborn baby’s heart beat as birth draws near.

 

Not long now your due date draws near

You’ll see the faces of the voices you constantly hear.

Loving hands will cradle you and fingers trace your form

These are the hands  that will guide you from the second you are born.

 

Come  when you are ready come at your own pace

Everything and everyone is ready and longing to see your face.

Gently sleeping as you do safe within the womb

We all pray for you  and look forward to see you soon.

Slurp, slurp, swish, swish

Baby’s heart beat in a wish wish.

Clever machine you can hear

The unborn baby’s heart beat as birth draws near.

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