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
