Poetry

If I were a baby again…

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 4; the fourth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.

Baby me

Once upon a time there was a girl
A chubby little bub was she
She slept from dusk till morn
And was happy as could be

She was the first born
And the apple of her parent’s eye
Who showered her with love
And heaps of stuffed toys

Her first word was ‘daddy’
Which is a funny story
Because the word she later used
Was ‘uncle’ for her dad in reality

She didn’t cry much
Or at least that’s what her parents thought
Until on some long drives and trips
She wailed and howled non-stop

She was a chubby little thing
Oh so heavy to lift!
It was an amazing feat
For her mum to carry her whilst walking adrift

Most of her hours as a baby
Were spent being fast asleep
The only other important thing
Was eating her favourite foods and peas

25 years on
She wonders what it’d be like
To go back in time
And live that life again

When there was no care in the world
And all she could do was sleep
With people looking after her
And she having absolutely no responsibility

A time with no pressure
No stress, no worry
A time where the biggest thing
Was when to pee and go to the potty

Back to that time where
I was spoilt and loved
And if I wanted anything
I just had to cry for it to come

Life back then was
Nothing short of bliss
Mum, dad and grandparents
To see that nothing was amiss

If I could be a baby again
I’d just ask for one more thing
The ability to think and type
So I could continue blogging!

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(c) Sanch Vee @ Sanch Writes (6 November 2009)

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41 Comments

  • Reply
    Titaxy
    November 6, 2009 at 10:00 pm

    nice PB…and you want to be blogging even if you were a baby again? now that’s what i call passion 🙂

  • Reply
    Rohini Prasanth
    November 6, 2009 at 10:24 pm

    Lovely last stanza! Good luck!

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    Madhu | INDImag.com
    November 6, 2009 at 11:15 pm

    Nice poem.

    Life then was a bliss — true indeed.

    Why wish for a baby to ‘think and type’ ? That’s the start of the rot 🙂 . Then again to each his/her own ..

  • Reply
    evanescentthoughts
    November 7, 2009 at 12:06 am

    Loved it PB.. that was good. haha.. you want to blog when you were a baby? nice thought 🙂

  • Reply
    mahmud faisal
    November 7, 2009 at 2:16 am

    Cool…..
    if I were a baby again!

    going to follow blog-a-ton soon 😀

  • Reply
    Nu
    November 7, 2009 at 3:03 am

    WOW !! You did so well 🙁 And hehe that wish of yours to be able to blog even while being a kid 😉 lovely 🙂

  • Reply
    Daisy Blue
    November 7, 2009 at 3:39 am

    Wow a sweet little poem to sum it all..good one !

  • Reply
    Daisy Blue
    November 7, 2009 at 3:39 am

    And love your blog layout!

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    Vicki
    November 7, 2009 at 3:41 am

    Cool!

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    Shilpa Garg
    November 7, 2009 at 3:44 am

    Wow! A very beautiful expression!!
    Blogging as a baby is too good!!
    Cheers! 🙂

  • Reply
    Rajalakshmi Umapathy
    November 7, 2009 at 4:53 am

    Good one!!! like everybody above I like the last stanza.. Awesome.

  • Reply
    RSV
    November 7, 2009 at 5:51 am

    yep the last stanza was an icing on the cake..

  • Reply
    Dhiman
    November 7, 2009 at 8:29 am

    Very nice !!! What you still would want to blog as baby :D…

  • Reply
    pushpee
    November 7, 2009 at 8:56 am

    Nice poem….so many things we wish could be perfect..n infancy is the best me thinks….with blogging..supurb!!!
    Pushpee

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    For What it s worth
    November 7, 2009 at 9:05 am

    A really good poem. Loved reading your post.
    “And if I wanted anything
    I just had to cry for it to come”

    These lines were the best.
    Been a regular reader on your blog through nablopomo. We are doing a great job.

  • Reply
    debosmita
    November 7, 2009 at 9:33 am

    Not only your last stanza, the whole poem is too good 🙂

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    Prashant Mehta
    November 7, 2009 at 12:13 pm

    Back to that time where
    I was spoilt and loved
    And if I wanted anything
    I just had to cry for it to come

    How true!

  • Reply
    Chetan
    November 7, 2009 at 2:08 pm

    oh ho blogging..
    beautiful lines
    and true that kids have nothing to worry about and i think that it is only in our childhood that we sleep with no thoughts in our mind

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    Chetan
    November 7, 2009 at 2:17 pm

    oh ho blogging..
    beautiful lines
    and true that kids have nothing to worry about and i think that it is only in our childhood that we sleep with no thoughts in our mind

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    perplexed
    November 7, 2009 at 3:12 pm

    hehe… the time when the biggest thing was to pee and go to potty! It would be interesting to have a baby blogger… wonder what he/she might even have to blog about?… potty training maybe? lol..

  • Reply
    Matt Parker
    November 7, 2009 at 4:50 pm

    Simply Wow!!

    I liked the 2nd last stanza more 😀
    Good Work

    P.S: Back from Hiatus!

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    Richa
    November 7, 2009 at 7:13 pm

    Great one PB!

    I swear I didn’t read your poem before I blogged on mine on this! Yet again we thought the same when we read the topic but you turned it into a beautiful poem..I simply rambled, as usual.. 🙂

  • Reply
    Sanch, the writer
    November 8, 2009 at 7:23 am

    @ Titaxy: Wouldn’t it be an interesting POV? A baby observing all that’s going on around them…?? 😛

    @ Rohini: Welcome! And thanks! =)

    @ Madhu: Thanks. And true, thinking is the beginning of some problems…but…a baby’s point of view would be intriguing…don’t you reckon???

    @ Avada: Thanks! Yes…I’m an addict. I will attend blogging anonymous soon. 😛

    @ Mahmud: Thank you! And this was my first blog-a-ton attempt.

    @ Nu: Thank you! 🙂 It will be interesting to see a baby’s point in blogging, eh?

    @ Daisy: Welcome! And thanks for you comment about the post and the blog! 🙂

    @ Vicki: Ta!

    @ Shilpa: Welcome and thanks! =)

    @ Rajalakshmi: Welcome! And thank you!!

    @ RSV: Welcome! And thanks!

    @ Dhiman: Welcome! And thank you! I think a baby’s point of view of the world would be really different from ours…don’t you reckon? Kinda like the movie Look who’s talking.

    @ Pushpee: Welcome! Infancy is bliss isn’t it…without any of the stress and worries. And blogging about our observations then with a stress-free mind would be awesome! 😛

    @ ForWhatItsWorth: Thank you! =) Will follow your NaBloPoMo progress

    @ Debosmita: Welcome! Thanks heaps… =)

    @ Prashant: Welcome! =)

    @ Chetan: Welcome! And yes, you are right about childhood probably being the only time we sleep without any worries!

    @ Perplezed: Baby blogger would probably be similar to the movie ‘Look Who’s talking’ and a cross with Baby’s Day out…interesting experiences of the baby…how they missed the potty and upset their parents… 😛

    @ Matt: Yay! Welcome back! And thank you! 🙂

    @ Richa: Thanks! I liked your post too as you saw…

    @ Shankar: Thank you =)
    @

  • Reply
    Shankar
    November 8, 2009 at 6:51 am

    The poem is really cool… not many can write such good poems… really good one psych….

  • Reply
    Psych Babbler
    November 8, 2009 at 7:23 am

    @ Titaxy: Wouldn’t it be an interesting POV? A baby observing all that’s going on around them…?? 😛

    @ Rohini: Welcome! And thanks! =)

    @ Madhu: Thanks. And true, thinking is the beginning of some problems…but…a baby’s point of view would be intriguing…don’t you reckon???

    @ Avada: Thanks! Yes…I’m an addict. I will attend blogging anonymous soon. 😛

    @ Mahmud: Thank you! And this was my first blog-a-ton attempt.

    @ Nu: Thank you! 🙂 It will be interesting to see a baby’s point in blogging, eh?

    @ Daisy: Welcome! And thanks for you comment about the post and the blog! 🙂

    @ Vicki: Ta!

    @ Shilpa: Welcome and thanks! =)

    @ Rajalakshmi: Welcome! And thank you!!

    @ RSV: Welcome! And thanks!

    @ Dhiman: Welcome! And thank you! I think a baby’s point of view of the world would be really different from ours…don’t you reckon? Kinda like the movie Look who’s talking.

    @ Pushpee: Welcome! Infancy is bliss isn’t it…without any of the stress and worries. And blogging about our observations then with a stress-free mind would be awesome! 😛

    @ ForWhatItsWorth: Thank you! =) Will follow your NaBloPoMo progress

    @ Debosmita: Welcome! Thanks heaps… =)

    @ Prashant: Welcome! =)

    @ Chetan: Welcome! And yes, you are right about childhood probably being the only time we sleep without any worries!

    @ Perplezed: Baby blogger would probably be similar to the movie ‘Look Who’s talking’ and a cross with Baby’s Day out…interesting experiences of the baby…how they missed the potty and upset their parents… 😛

    @ Matt: Yay! Welcome back! And thank you! 🙂

    @ Richa: Thanks! I liked your post too as you saw…

    @ Shankar: Thank you =)
    @

  • Reply
    indianhomemaker
    November 8, 2009 at 8:52 am

    How do you know all these little details, how chubby you were, what you said first, how much you slept … ? ! Obviously proud and loving parents have told you 🙂

    I once met a little girl of 3 or so, in a park who announced “I was very cute when I was a baby.” This happy, confident post reminded me of that loved and pampered little girl 🙂

  • Reply
    Legal Alien
    November 8, 2009 at 9:13 am

    Nice work! 🙂 Catching up on all your posts now that I’m back in action. Thanks for the awards though. 🙂

  • Reply
    Sanch, the writer
    November 8, 2009 at 9:49 pm

    @ IHM: Being the first born has its perks! 🙂 Your parents remember the tiny details. And it’s nice that this poem reminded you of that positive little girl 😀

    @ Legal Alien: Hey! Welcome back! You are most welcome for the awards…looking forward to your posts now. And thanks!

    @ Shruti: Welcome! Thanks heaps for the lovely comment! 🙂

    @ Karthik: Thanks 🙂

    @ Pawan: Welcome! The topic was quite difficult for me to actually write something on it…and that’s why I decided on the poem! 😛 Thanks for the lovely comment!

  • Reply
    Shruti
    November 8, 2009 at 3:08 pm

    Hey My first time here and really loved this poem! The best I have read till now!
    Keep Writing,
    Shruti

  • Reply
    Karthik
    November 8, 2009 at 4:52 pm

    This is a nice poem! Very well expressed. All the best!

  • Reply
    pawan
    November 8, 2009 at 5:30 pm

    I was wondering on how anyone could write a poem on this topic. But you made me a fool in that area 😉

    Good poem!
    Should I tell more?

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    Psych Babbler
    November 8, 2009 at 9:49 pm

    @ IHM: Being the first born has its perks! 🙂 Your parents remember the tiny details. And it’s nice that this poem reminded you of that positive little girl 😀

    @ Legal Alien: Hey! Welcome back! You are most welcome for the awards…looking forward to your posts now. And thanks!

    @ Shruti: Welcome! Thanks heaps for the lovely comment! 🙂

    @ Karthik: Thanks 🙂

    @ Pawan: Welcome! The topic was quite difficult for me to actually write something on it…and that’s why I decided on the poem! 😛 Thanks for the lovely comment!

  • Reply
    neeraj
    November 9, 2009 at 10:52 am

    A Nice and lengthy poem! I wonder how many hours you must have spent to write it! Loved it!

  • Reply
    aativas
    November 9, 2009 at 10:58 am

    Nice poem. Smiled at last lines .. I mean you want to keep on blogging when u r a baby.. wonderful!

  • Reply
    Bharathi
    November 9, 2009 at 2:33 pm

    are all babies happy or we think they are all happy. still a mystery to me.

    I liked the way you finished the poem?

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    Vipul Grover
    November 9, 2009 at 5:25 pm

    lol.. a very cute poem..
    loved the lines..
    When there was no care in the world
    And all she could do was sleep

    A time where the biggest thing
    Was when to pee and go to the potty

    And if I wanted anything
    I just had to cry for it to come

    Hav a new born at my place, my niece nd indeed these are her only pass time 🙂

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    Sanch, the writer
    November 10, 2009 at 10:39 am

    @ Neeraj: Thanks! To be honest, it didn’t really take that long…in fact, writing in a prose format or a short story seemed much harder at the time and so I settled for rhyme! 😛

    @ Aativas: Welcome! And thanks! 🙂

    @ Bharati: Welcome! Well, even if babies are not entirely happy, they seem to have it easy, don’t you reckon? 🙂

    @ Vipul: Welcome! And thanks! 🙂

    @ Mahesh: Welcome and thank you 🙂

    @ Naveen: Welcome! Hehe…would be an advanced version of the movie ‘Look who’s talking’. This could be ‘Look who’s blogging’ 😛

  • Reply
    Mahesh Kalaal
    November 10, 2009 at 5:23 am

    Sweet, cute and pleasant 🙂

  • Reply
    ηανєєη
    November 10, 2009 at 8:38 am

    baby blogger … would be a really interesting concept 😛

  • Reply
    Psych Babbler
    November 10, 2009 at 10:39 am

    @ Neeraj: Thanks! To be honest, it didn’t really take that long…in fact, writing in a prose format or a short story seemed much harder at the time and so I settled for rhyme! 😛

    @ Aativas: Welcome! And thanks! 🙂

    @ Bharati: Welcome! Well, even if babies are not entirely happy, they seem to have it easy, don’t you reckon? 🙂

    @ Vipul: Welcome! And thanks! 🙂

    @ Mahesh: Welcome and thank you 🙂

    @ Naveen: Welcome! Hehe…would be an advanced version of the movie ‘Look who’s talking’. This could be ‘Look who’s blogging’ 😛

  • Reply
    Sanch, the writer
    November 10, 2009 at 9:48 pm

    @ Chandrasegar: Welcome! Thank you! 🙂

    @ Saimanohar: Welcome and thank you!! 🙂

    @ Narendra: Welcome! Thanks heaps! 🙂

  • Reply
    chandrasegar
    November 10, 2009 at 12:32 pm

    nice poem really loved the way u presented it. keep blogging

  • Reply
    Saimanohar
    November 10, 2009 at 2:40 pm

    A very well written poem..

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    narendra
    November 10, 2009 at 5:02 pm

    aaah another poem ?? 😀 🙂 *jumps madly*..

    25 years on
    She wonders what it’d be like
    To go back in time
    And live that life again
    i just want to change 25 to 19 and she to he….I mean i want to go back in time too 🙂 😀

    nice poemm…

  • Reply
    Psych Babbler
    November 10, 2009 at 9:48 pm

    @ Chandrasegar: Welcome! Thank you! 🙂

    @ Saimanohar: Welcome and thank you!! 🙂

    @ Narendra: Welcome! Thanks heaps! 🙂

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