No, not because my kids don’t listen
and they just won’t obey,
Not because I have to change plans,
cancel many a night of jazz
not even because silence is a dream,
and conversations have to happen even in the shower!
|Who needs dance and dates when we have boys and books?
Parenting is the worst thing to happen to any human,
not because of the sleep I have given up
the puke on my shirt, or the endless hours with the pump.
Not even because my mind is tired
counting hours between medicines
managing days of the week and life schedules.
Neither because priorities have changed,
the personal has to take a step back.
Being a mother is hard, and I say this,
not because feeding kids is impossible
or getting them to dry their hair is a battle
each and every morning.
Not even because ‘No’ is their first and favoritest word,
or because they choose to do
exactly what I tell them NOT to do
exactly when I don’t want them to
and where I told them not to.
All of That and MORE,
I am willing to take,
and am happy to deal with.
because you are reminded of how vulnerable
pollution and allergies have you at their mercy,
there are diseases that you can’t spell,
just a simple fever and cough,
they will leave you miserable.
Being a mother is heartbreaking
because you have to watch them
as they fight for air, and struggle to breathe,
you have to look into their pleading eyes helplessly
as they tear up in desperation
or hold them as they writhe and cry in pain,
burning skin, broken arms, cuts and stitches
all things that could hurt them,
the losses, the heartbreak,
the life damning decisions.
Parenting is the worst thing to happen to anyone
because no matter what the situation,
you have to pull it together
sometimes dunk them in cold water
even as they shiver and shriek
or force medicines down their throat
you have standby and watch them
help them stand and dust their scrapes,
even though they deserve it,
you have to question their choices,
Stand by your decisions and
Parenting is hard because
your life is stuck in theirs.