Who is your Saviour?
Andy The Dinosaur Saviour.
The night was long, the coffee is cold but there you are pre 8am with a smile on your face.
You've got us through some tricky mornings all the way through to when we hear you dulcet tones announcing "WHAT'S ON YOUR PLATE".
You refill our hope we might make it through the afternoon alive.
The coffee is still cold but now you are entertaining the troops with your extensive dinosaur knowledge while I cook tea.
You give me 15 minutes of piece whilst you grab your backpack and gizmo as I stuff a whole packet of biscuits in my mouth.
The same questions plague me are Mr and Mrs Pickles married? Why don't you report the janitor? Does Jen not get annoyed when you bugger off for thousands of years? And most importantly who is packing your backpack?!
Tea made and served now we see you pull off that very tricky number the onesie for bedtime hour.
I wonder how tall you really are.
How do you get your hair so bouncy and how the hell do you get through the day singing about letters with Ben?
For some mums it's all about Mr Bloom or Dr Ranj OR (Mr Tumble - you know who you are) but for me it's always been you Andy.
Getting me through the day with your terrible raps, gravity defying hair and dinosaur knowledge since 2014.
Plus, I have no way imagined that we get married and go on Dinosaur adventures together.
Not at all.
Vicki Cockerill is a NICU/ CHD Mum of two boys, a freelance blogger and social media adviser, Co-Founder of #knackeredandNorwich social club and maternal mental health advocate.