Some days (worries and fears)

Some days you are so busy trying to do everything
right
that all you do is everything
wrong

you keep worrying about
every
single
thing
Instead of just
being there

at least I do

Some days I forget to enjoy it
forget to enjoy my childs beautiful
eyes
forget to enjoy that adorable
smile
forget to just
be there

but when I do remember
when I just sit to watch my sons fascination
fascination of the world itself
then sometimes
If im lucky
all the worries and fears just
go away
if I'm lucky
I go from worrying about what kind of mother I
should be
to simply just being a mother
spening time with her child

Thank you
Love/mom

Ode to the parents

I'm not sure what to write about today
I'm an overtired mom who just put my son to bed
who should do the dishes and make food for tomorrow
who shouldn't do any of the above
who should just
sleep

Basicly I'm like any other mom
doing her best to be a good
mother
wife
and friend


Sometimes I don't succed
does that make me less of a person?
does that make me bad?
can it be ok
to just say
no I'm to tired?

People keep telling me that its a part of it
the no sleep part
does that make it easy?
does that mean that I always need to
stay put
and say
no worries?

Yesterday i cried on the bathroom floor
simply beacuse I was
to exhausted
to do otherwise

Simply beacuse sometimes
I think that I'll never ever be
good enough

Mothers do that
probably fathers to
but that's not what we see
and that s not what we show
beacuse somehow we are all just suppose to
hang in there

So to all good mothers and fathers out there
to all of you who keeps struggling
to be a good parent
to all of you who would do anything
to keep your child safe and sound
though you're exhausted

You are good enough
actually
you are moore than that
you are a
superhero

so give yourself som credit, ok?

Thank you
Love/
Mom

Everyday superheroes

Hi.

All day father played with his children, along with his wife.
That night, after he had put his son to bed, they both cuddled up in the sofa.
The next day he got up and took care of everything in the spirit of everyday hero he and every other good father is.

Mtfbwy
/ Zendad

Ode to the child

I'm not sure what to answer

when my stepson asks 

why we can't all live together

him
me

his dad

and his mother

I don't know what to say

when he tells me and his dad
that he is afraid that we are going to fight
beacuse if we do

we are going to get divorced

I admire all the children

who has been in the middle of a divorce

all those kids who
somehow

survived
it

I admire how they adjust

living in two homes

two worlds

that sometimes

is totally different from each other

I understand
sometimes

you get it wrong

sometimes
you did all you could

but
still can't be happy together

I understand that divorce

is sometimes the best choice

But I also see this little kid

who never asked for any of it

who just happened to be

in the middle

of
a
big

bloody

mess

Thank you
love/Mom

The boy with the lovely eyes

The little boy with the lovely eyes
is crawling around in the world now
terrified that I will dissapear

There's a lot to take in
when the world suddenly turns bigger
I can see it in his eyes
and hear it in his shout

I'm exhausted
as most mothers are
somedays i'm jealous at my husband
for having his freedom
his alonetime
and i wonder what i did with mine
before my son was born

But then It hits me
I might be exhausted and scared
but all that fear
all that exhaustion
is probably nothing
compared to what he is feeling
the little boy with the lovely eyes

Its not easy
it probably never will be
I'm not perfect
I will probably bite my tounge
so I won't shout at him some nights

Maybe my biggest mission as a mother
isn't to have all the answers
to do everything right
maybe my biggest mission
is to just
be there

be there
and constantly prove
that I won't ever leave
the boy with the lovely eyes