The good and the bad! about bein a teengae mom

by Brittany Maire Walker   Mar 20, 2006


God it's only 3 am
The sun isn't even up
But he is

he's hungry again
And if he dose not get his bottle soon he's going to scream
But I'm tired and need sleep
Sometimes I just look up at the ceiling and say God what do you want from me?

Now it's time for him
To be burped
There he goes again
he just puked all over my shirt

7 am now its time for school
Leave him with my mama but he dose not want mommy to leave
Now he's crying and
he wont let go of my sleeve

Every time he does this he makes me not want to leave
I want to be with him every single second of the day
I always think about all the things I could miss
Like his first step and I always wonder when he grows up what he's going to say

About me, Is he going to say I was a good mom?
Is he going to say I tried my best?
As a mom
Am I going to pass the test?

Finally home again but not for long
Hold him for a little while, give him a kiss

I don't know how anybody can handle this
This schedule is crazy I'm about to lose my mind
But I do it all for my little boy
Who I know will always be mine

The greatest reward is when I come home
And he falls asleep in my arms
All the pain and the craziness of everyday
Is just gone
And in that moment I'm proud to be a mom

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