THE EVERY MUM
The gentle mum the yelly mum
The can I just be both? Mum
The tomorrow will be better mum
The just get through today mum
A bit of a helicopter, “here, let me”
The risk taker, the adventurer
The just wait and see.
The don’t make me laugh or I might pee.
The penny for your thoughts mum
The confident outspoken mum
You think you know her story mum
You don’t, so just be kind mum.
The dressing gown, the coffee in hand
the yoga pants, some self care planned
Watch ‘one born every minute’ mum
The ignorance is bliss mum
I’m one and done, or what’s two or five?
The only organic, or just eat to survive
The, I need a moment alone mum
The cannot be without them mum.
Crunchy, Yummy, whatever mum.
Postpartum undies, saggy bum.
2 years later coz they’re comfy, mum.
The mum who loves loud, everyone knows
She loves loud too, but with curtains closed.
The frazzled mum, the sweary mum.
“I said truck, don’t repeat that at kindy”, mum.
The I can rap this whole song in the car mum
I got 99 problems... and baby shark is one.
The larger body REAL mum
The skinny body REAL mum
The just stop talking about my body mum
Don’t look at it, but what it’s done!
The text book mum, the earthy mum,
the I have no idea what I’m doing mum.
The excuse the mess (but it’s tidy) mum.
The anxious, hovering, worried mum.
The work out kind, the pay no mind
The mum tum, mum bun
5pm wine.
The stay at home, the working mum
The both are hard on my heart mum
The crafty mum, lets whip up a cake
The I’d rather poke out my eyes than bake.
But the thing is this,
you are good enough mum.
If it’s dark and restful, not a peep.
Or if you’re cuddling them whispering “go the f*ck to sleep”.
Because when the day is over and done.
I’m a little bit of every mum.
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Poem from book 'All I See Is You
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