A pink pram and other necessities

Oh well I guess I´m not that PC after all...
A bit unequal that´s for sure.

Not at all correct to give my boys so many boys toys,
cars and bikes and moto cross.

My babygirl she gets a pink pram
and clothes with laces and a doll.

I guess I am a bit old-fashioned after all...

My lovely pink crocs

How odd am I to fall in love....
...with shoes with golden laces...
...a dress in silk with flowerprints...

A flowerprincess on my inside...
...on the outside in pink fakecrocs
and if a potatosack fits only lucky am I =)


Ps: My love for Skechers and OddMolly lives on,
however unreachable in a flubbery housewifes life
if only in my dreams never to be ubandend...

Sleeping Beauty

Here she lie my little child.
Sleeping beauty by my side.
So close the sound of our hearts collide.

My little princess smiling in her sleep.
Her breathing is the sound of life.
Oh how I love this little one.

She is so vulnerable, even more am I.
I can´t believe this gorgeous babygirl is mine.
Oh how it hurts to love someone.

How can i survive a pain like this.
So precious is this little one.
Hard to love someone and live not die.

Love so beautyful though bittersweet.
It´s nothing else than sheer bliss.
Oh how I love! Oh how I hurt!