I try to abide.
My nails bitten off
Show I cannot hide.
Stress, frustrations
Beatings from all sides.
Showered, fed, straight to bed.
Exhaustion demands,
No other master.
House disaster.
Hanging by a thread
Til pillow meets head.
Awaken too soon,
At least it is to his little smile.
To me, he hung the moon.
My first born, my baby boy.
He is my high every day,
he brings us so much joy.
Drained of all energy,
Leaving my job sounds tempting.
How else can I hold on to me?
But I wasn’t raised on quitting.
How does anyone balance?
The all consuming brain of motherhood
With everything else?
Nothing else stands a chance.
Only this matters.
Only our family,
And our marriage.
Priorities have shifted.
But if I don’t let go
Of all this strain
The crushing weight will never be lifted.
I don’t want to miss
His first word,
Crawl and step.
I know I am losing moments
That can’t be replaced.
No paycheck,
No good work,
Could mean more
Than seeing him grow.
If I’m not there enough,
Will he even know?
I’m his mommy,
But is that what our time shows?
Feels like we get very little
Time
And only one chance.
It all comes down to this-
What I once gave to willingly,
Was devoted to without question,
It…. it can no longer have
All my time and attention.
I am going rogue because
there has to be a balance.
A way to not feel-
Like I’m ripped apart.
When I started in this profession
It was truly from my heart-
To serve and help and teach-
A love of learning
Is always within reach.
I know these students are worthwhile,
They need someone to see past grades
And how they perform on tests.
They need teachers who believe in them
And they deserve the very best.
But this mommy has to give it a rest.
