Fairytale of a Special Needs Christmas
Ger Renton
Mummy to three boys and now a mother to a fur baby, Lola. Wife to D and lover of music, books, writing and reading. I'm a believer in the power of...
The eldest said to me, won’t eat another thing,
And then he threw a dance,
The same ol’ meltdown tune,
I turned my face away,And dreamed about school.
Well I ain’t the lucky one,
Couldn’t get the number one,
I've got a headache,
‘Cos Smyths was like a zoo,
So happy Christmas
I should’ve shopped online,
I can see a calmer time,
When all my shopping’s done.
They’ve got lists long as arms,
They think mother spins gold,
But the credit cards declined it’s too late and too cold,
When they first made their lists,
On a cold winters day,
They promised me
No changes were waiting for me.
They are handsome
Sometimes petty,
Kings of Lego city,
When mama finished cleaningThey dirtied some more,
Crosby was ah’ dreaming,
While this mammy was singing
She kissed their wee foreheads
Then drank through the night.
The boys who have ADHD tire,
While waiting, for the SleighAnd this mammy’s crying out
For Christmas Day
Ye are pups
Ye are scuts
Ye’re full up on junk
Playing there with old toys, hidin’ stuff in the trunk,
Ye rugrats, ye maggots
Can’t ye see mums run ragged
Happy Christmas me arse
I hope that my wine lasts
You boys are driving us mad
But we love ye, now go and play
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas Day.
I could have been an aunt,
Well so could anyone,
Those boys came outta me,
I’ve scars to prove it.
Ah god bless them babe,
Can’t believe their our very own,
Cost us a fortune butI’ve build my dreams around them
You boys are energetic and fun,
We love ye, in every way
And you lads are making thisAn Awesome Day.