Tomorrow I'll Be Better...

Tomorrow I’ll be better

I promise I won't shout so much

I promise to sit and read and smile

And not always be “in a rush”

Tomorrow I’ll be better

And not tired beyond belief

And when you ask to watch Peppa again

I won’t lie on ‘Mummy’s Bed’ and quietly weep

Tomorrow I’ll be better

Our lunch with be amazing!

It won’t consist of a ham sandwich, banana

And another pack of raisins

Tomorrow I’ll be better

And I won’t snap at Dad

I won’t moan about the washing up

And promise I won’t look sad

Tomorrow I’ll be better

I am going to give it a try

And when you’re naughty I’ll just roll my eyes

And not shout so much I cry

Tomorrow I’ll be better

You mean the world to me

I will forget about the silly rules

And give you ice cream for your tea

Tomorrow I’ll be better

And hug you till you squeal

And sniff your lovely tiny heads

And threaten to "eat you" for every meal

Tomorrow I’ll be better

And if I’m not perfect that’s OK

I’m trying to do the best I can...

...and tomorrow’s just another day*

*This post was written a year ago and sat in my drafts. It's truly amazing how much can change in 12 months so for all those Mum's thinking when will it get easier? One day? It just does.