I’m so lucky generally on this blog, the people who read it are lovely and kind and supportive, but you always get the odd few nasty comments. I’m too old now to care much about what other people think but this is a little piece about why I think its OK, or even important, to be able to occasionally bitch about parenthood…
An Ode To Honesty
Some people they may look at me,
All that’s sitting in my lap.
And I see why my grumbles taunt them,
If in their arms, there’s still a gap.
Others like to hear a tale,
With a rosy tinted hue.
But where’s the story going,
If the words we speak aren’t true?
Perhaps some find it simpler,
Embrace the change without a hitch,
But you can’t dip your toe in parenthood,
You can’t stay a selfish bitch.
If I say I shout, I lose the plot,
That some days feel like a chore.
If I say I’ve wondered what would be,
If I couldn’t do this any more.
Would you judge me harshly,
Would you like me to feel small?
Can’t you see that I’m the one,
I judge, the worst of all.
For the truths the struggle, is the love,
It’s oh so huge to place.
It shows in the consuming guilt,
That’s written on my face.
Have you ever wished your life away,
Is that something people hide?
Would you prefer we kept things bottled up,
Should we bury them inside?
You see If I’m being honest,
When at times things seem quite bleak,
I’m sure it’s best to share, to laugh,
I’m sure it’s best to speak.
Not everyone will get it,
But please don’t go questioning my love.
There’s nothing more than these sweet faces,
That I, am prouder of.
So I’ll gladly let you read my words,
And I’ll listen If you moan,
For the danger lies within,
Those thinking they’re alone.
**************P.S. I have TWO books out now! You can nab them on Amazon here or in all good bookshops and supermarkets :)