There was a girl who became a mum

Happy Friday :)

 

There was a girl who became a mum

 she pondered what her life had become
Once so simple, easy, carefree

was now full of snot, soft play and cold tea

 

Her children were sweet, lovely and fun
but when acting crazy could make her glum

Entertainer, nurse, teacher and cook
everything to everyone, all her energy it took

Her brain hurt from thinking the whole damn time

so by Thursday (sometimes Wednesday) she needed wine
Planning this, planning that
 Birthdays, Christmas, the school Easter hat

Her face had aged over time
but she liked to call them laughter lines

Nails and hair took a back seat

hard skin and unpolished toenails replaced manicured feet

 

Her favourite night out was now staying in

too knackered to party, is that a sin?

Pyjamas, slippers, hot chocolate and a book

took the place of lace undies, high heels and a....
 

Her wish list was simple nothing too deep

just eight lovely hours of undisturbed sleep  

 A peaceful shower, unaccompanied trip to the loo
a leisurely meal out with no highchairs in view

 

Her hardest critic was by far herself 

was she the only mother who couldn't be arsed with Elf on a Shelf?

The time she forgot her eldest's gloves and hat

or the goodbye kiss on the nursery mat

Her guilt never ended from day to night

was she enough, did she do enough, did she do it right?
Time away doing her own thing
made her feel bad, well at least for a min.

Her thoughts knew that in no time at all
those little children would soon be tall
These moments fondly reminisced
and toddler times sadly missed

Her life is different now a mother
but she wouldn't trade it for any other
There's no place on earth she'd rather be
than Mummy of the family tree