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The little brother
A tiny creature Bark so much louder than his bite Although, He’ll bite if given half a chance Full of sound and fury Signifying when he didn’t get his nap He rules over all that he sees His domain of ice and fire, or paw patrol and legos, Whichever he believes it to be At…
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Warmth and silence
It was a grey and silent day where I am. A quiet work environment, with clouds that seemed to touch the ground. I felt the weight of silence on my soul today. The other shoe so close to dropping for one, two, several people. Beyond my reach and out of my control. I know enough…
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Baby’s breath
Wednesday, the middle of the week. I feel like I’m on a conveyor belt sometimes, and wonder if I’ve missed my stop. Work, kids, home, obligations. Oops! Forgot to breathe. Tonight I watched a sweet little man sleep. No cares in the world, full little belly. Tiny little wrinkled face as his eyebrows moved in…
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Leap
An aching hole left behind A cavity of space Between what is and what was Change is never easy Uncertainty brutal and unkind I laugh at my own hesitation And do nothing But wait until my time More each day I realize how short Life is Fleeting A run with a stopwatch Off a cliff…
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Thoughts about parenting at night after the children are in bed
I had no inkling Not a single clue Just how much children Could do to you One moment my life Went swimming along All by myself, Singing a song Worried about loneliness, But free as a bird I never thought I’d be surrounded by words Unceasing chatter, But full of delights They light up my…
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Picnic and a movie
We had a picnic tonight. Leftovers on paper plates on a used tablecloth- Princess Sophie, from Sam’s birthday in September. The children were excited and so grateful- a fun new way to eat supper on the living room floor. I put on a movie from my list of favorites as a child, and watched as…
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Sunday blues
I don’t know what truck hit me today- never got the licence plate number- but man. Every inch of my body hurt, I could hardly keep my eyes open and I felt deathly afraid of food. My strategy for the entire day boiled down to one thing- don’t die. I got up for about half…
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Go to bed
Did you ever feel as though A three year old is smarter? More agile in their reasoning, More devious in their devices Trouble lurks around every twinkle, careless regard for every rule. The only master their love of cookies Their only desire to win on their terms The nightly battle for supremacy Takes its toll…
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The negotiation
I watch as my child negotiates One more pop-cle Just one Pleeeeeeeease daddy? Eyes as big as the sun, He stares sadly at it While daddy eats. He’s already had two, But that’s not enough. More sugar, Pleeeeeeease He’ll fine every excuse, Every loophole Any emotional blackmail he can Just three, but born knowing how…
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The love of reading
We read almost every night. Part of it is for their school work, part of it is to pass down what I remember from when I was a child. Every night, we would lay in bed and have a night time story read to us. It sparked my curiosity for the world around me in…