This Mum gig is tricky,
I am not doing it right.
I question myself,
I feel so uptight.
I want to teach and to guide,
Preach at you less.
Drop the sharp tone,
With issues I address.
I love you so deeply,
Deep down to my core.
My thoughts of your future,
Lead to this outpour.
My heart feels so heavy,
I see your tear drop.
Just think like and adult,
then this will all stop.
That is the wisdom,
I so often forget.
You are seven and nine,
Not grown ups just yet.
Time to regroup,
To shake off the guilt.
I am doing my best
Enough tears have been spilt.
I will pick you up later,
My perspective intact.
I will hug and then kiss you,
That is my pact.
This Mum gig is tricky,
Confusing at times.
My maternal wisdom is there,
Not listening is my crime.
When life throws that curve ball,
And I lose my way,
Time to reflect,
Then embrace a new day.
This Mum gig is tricky,
No manual for this.
I parent with love,
It is time for that kiss.
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I can’t believe how much I can love them, but still raise my voice or have an annoyed or sharp tone. I think you nailed it – this is tricky as anything.
Wasn’t sure what word described this, tricky popped in and I like it too. Thanks Tamara.
You definitely nailed it!
Thanks Michelle.
Can I just say how much I love this? It’s beautifully done – on so many levels.
Kim, you are so kind. Its straight form the heart strings this one.
Aw….how sweet! As a mom of a 31 year old….all I can say….it’s still tricky!
Debbie, thanks for letting me know. I better strap in for the long tricky ride.
I really loved this, I have a 22 year old who is struggling to get pregnant to have her own baby. We talk about raising kids all the time. I miss it.
Rena I wish your daughter well and as challenging as raising kids is, it is the best job in the world.
{Kathy} This is beautiful. I’m sharing on our Facebook page.
Kathy thank you, I hope your readers enjoy it too.
I also popped over and liked your FB page to stay in touch.
What a sweet poem! My kids are younger but I can definitely relate. Thanks for sharing. I found you on the SITS Sharefest.
Susan thanks for stopping by and leaving your generous comment.
Love this. Your navigating this with such conscious awareness Karen. It IS tricky and yet there is so much love to smooth over the inevitable bumps.
Deborah thank you, yes I am aware and this poem flew out of me in one of those heightened moments.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!! You’ve summed up this whole mommy thing so eloquently. Let me know when your book comes out because I’d like to be one of the first ones to purchase. 😉
New friend visiting from SITS 🙂
Kesha, you brought a tear to my eye. I am considering creating an ebook with my new poetry love. You have sealed the decision. Thank you enormously.
Oh this is so lovely Karen. Want to reach out over the miles and give you a hug. Hang in there If it’s any consolation – my two and I spend many a fine hour hooting with laughter over the things I’ve had to apologise to them for.
Thanks wonderful, I felt your hug virtually.
I cried. Thank you for writing this. It’s for all of us, you know. xo
PS Karen, I see your incredible beauty. And it has nothing to do with your beautiful new hairdo.
Susan thank you for your kind wonderful comment.