My Baby Boy

You finally arrived; it was in November, the third day,
And while the midwife cleaned you and injected your vitamin ‘K’
I counted your ten baby fingers and ten baby toes,
And admired your cute little button nose.
As you stretched and opened your big blue eyes,
I noticed you weren’t ginger, it was a nice surprise.
David……. You looked like a David,
And from this day forward you would be my Favourite.
Your mom was tired from all the giving birth,
You were 4kgs, I cannot imagine how much it hurt.
About one kg of that weight, was definitely pure poo,
As the nurse found out, showing me how to change you.
When your mom was better we were allowed to take you home
And start the journey into the great unknown.
With symptoms of colic and your nocturnal ways,
You played in the night-time and slept through the days.
You are beautiful, funny and great for a hug,
You make your dad happy and sometimes Glug, Glug.
Talking, crawling, walking, you are doing great,
And what the future holds, I really cannot wait.
You are my son, my world, my best friend, little David,
When you grow a moustache, I will show you how to shave it.
From hours to days, Months to a year, I have loved every minute,
I treasure each and every moment of my life with you in it.