Saturday, 8 November 2014

While you were sleeping

While you were sleeping I did some washing,
Cleaned your muddy boots off from all that splish-sploshing,
Started the lunch, tidied the toys,
Looked at some books about parenting boys.

While you were sleeping I vacuumed the lounge,
Scraped up some cake that you'd wheedled and scrounged,
Sorted some clothes, e-mailed some friends,
Sponged off the marks that you'd made with your pens.

While you were sleeping I finished my work,
Paid off some bills I've been trying to shirk,
Thought about schools, filled out some forms,
Nagged your dear dad about mowing the lawn.

While you were sleeping I hung coats on a hook,
Came up with ideas, started writing a book,
Thought of the future, worried and stressed,
Wiped down the high-chair you'd left in a mess.

While you were sleeping I thought about life,
It's up days and down-days, it's trouble and strife,
I looked at you sleeping, my eyes pricked with tears,
I pulled it together and swallowed my fears.

While you were sleeping a lifetime flew past,
But now I must focus, the future too vast,
I make a strong coffee, eat your left over cake,
Your eyes start to open, you'll soon be awake.

Wednesday, 5 November 2014

You're not alone

When you've been up since 5 in the morning,
When you're feeling just barely awake,
When the tantrums and caffeine aren't mixing,
When your hands are beginning to shake.

When your washing pile seems never ending,
When the worry is getting you down,
When your toddler has crashed before playgroup,
When you're finding it hard not to frown.

When little hands reach up to hug you,
When a small voice shrieks 'Mummy!' with joy,
When your antics cause fits of the giggles,
When they squeal with delight at new toys.

When a mum friend shares stories of down-days,
When you laugh at bad times, share a moan,
When a kind word or act of compassion,
Makes you realise you're not on your own.