Oh mother, don’t you worry

Don’t you fret and don’t you frown

When your little ones are tiny

And you’re still in your dressing gown

Take a nap when they are napping

Though you’re tempted still to work

It will make your times together

A little brighter, less berserk!

 

Keep a space where there’s no washing

No ironing, toys or mess

A place free to sit and wonder

Read, listen, watch; or just to rest

Take a walk outside with bubba

Stroll along in air and sun

Breathe in deeply; hear the birdsong

When you’re ready, maybe run

 

If someone offers to assist you

Say, “Thank you, yes please, do!”

If none will offer, find one wiling

To lend a hand to you

It’s a lie that we believe,

The lie we’re meant to go alone

Community or family help us

Our mother-skills to hone

 

One day the weariness that drains you

Will be eased, with much more sleep

Your little ones will slowly start

Independently to creep

They’ll eat with you and walk with you

And eventually they’ll run

All at once you’ll look around you

To see how far you both have come

 

 

4/5/2014