I forget
A poem about how easy it is to forget my true role as a mum
Over the last few days I’ve been writing in my journal more, and this is what came up for me this morning, a poem.
I’m totally surprised by this as I haven’t written a poem since GCSE English Lit, 25 odd years ago, but here we are!
I forget
In amongst the daily tasks and the drowning in my to-do list, I forget
When I’m rocking you to sleep in the dark in the early hours and I just want to sleep, I forget
When I’m rushing me and rushing you to get ready and get out of the house, I forget
When I’m totally overwhelmed with the noise and the mess, I forget
But then
When I see the three of you playing and laughing together, I remember
When you are reading to me before bed, I remember
When you just want me and my cuddles, I remember
When I kiss you goodnight and tell you how much I love you, I remember
I remember that I’m your safe place
I remember that I’m your constant
I remember that my presence as your mum, it’s enough.
Today, I’m going to remember this.
Beautiful, and so relatable. I read something recently along the lines of "this is just another day of tasks and classes and snotty noses for you, but for them, it's their childhood" - it really resonated me, and I try to think of it in amongst the 'i forget' type moments to ground myself, and stop myself from correcting things that don't really matter and rushing to places we don't really need to rush to. You sound like a wonderful mother x
Beautiful xx