I wrote the following poem after reading the beautiful post on Melissa Miles' blog for the 3rd time. It made me reflect on the blessings I have that are just sleeping in the other room. Our kids are so precious...though so difficult! I love that you all know what I am talking about. But, I am making this public announcement that I am changing my attitude and spending more quality time with my children.
Who knows how much time we have...
Life of a MotherI wake up and look like a mess,
I stare in the mirror and wish I could fix it,
Just then my youngest one tugs at my leg,
Holding a big box of bisquick,
My 3-year-old yells for me down the hall,
More like crying than anything,
"Mommy I pooped, please wipe me!" he yearns,
Times like these I don't feel like a queen,
Morning is over and time moves on slowly,
"Why can't the older one see?
I have so much work to do today,
I can't take them pulling on me",
Just then I remember I haven't changed,
My pj's are on, my hair still a mess,
"What in the world have I done today?
I can't even get myself dressed!"
I try to get ready for a long hot shower,
I trip on a pile of toys,
One of the water heaters is broken,
No heat left after bathing the boys,
I shake and tremble while drying off,
Another glance in the mirror I take,
I shake again, only this time it's my head,
"Shouldn't have eaten that cake!"
Daddy is home after naptime,
He gets to play hero again,
I get a few minutes to do what I want,
So I eat frosting straight from the can,
Nightime ritual has finally come,
The boys are ready to sleep,
I turn out their lights and stare into the dark,
The love I feel is so deep,
A voice whispers inside my heart,
"For this purpose, you are here"
Just then I feel guilt for not enjoying them more,
This guilt is followed by a tear.
So to each of you mothers reading this,
Enjoy your kids everyday,
Don't make the mistake I sometimes make,
By wishing the day away.
~Amber