A birthday poem.

The Mamanator is 30 today. So I wrote her a sonnet. Its not very good, but here it is.

Today The Mamanator turns thirty
She finds herself with two kids and a bloke,
The kids keep finding ways to get dirty
While his handymanning skills are a joke

She puts up with me and my many quirks
She cares for me and makes me laugh and smile
She’s seen me at my best and at my worst
And yet manages to love me all the while

Your belly grew a little girl and boy.
You gave them life and gave me fatherhood,
Bringing us both great struggles and great joy
And making sure we sleep less than we should.

So happy birthday to my friend and wife.
Mother, lover and partner in my life.