i am the name you exhale in your sleep.
a comforting place
and a promise i’ll keep.
i’m a shout, i’m a whisper,
a plea, a demand.
the one always waiting as you reach out your hand.
if you’re proud
or afraid
or you just want to share;
any way that you say it, my attention is there.
i’m the place you are heading
and where you started from.
for now and forever
the one you call Mom.
Things change so much, right?
…and so quickly, I type.
(discussing you with Ozzi’s Mom.)
although it happens over time,
gradually.
it feels fast though.
suddenly,
you don’t really nap.
a huge shift,
but it was happening slowly.
we were moving towards it,
I suppose.
then one day
we reached a destination,
leaving an old pattern behind.
like growing out of an old coat,
shedding a skin,
shaking off sand after a day at the beach.
something we did
every. single. day
now forgotten completely,
shifted,
shrugged off.
imperceptible yet very, very
significant.
this is parenthood.
this is raising a child.
this is happening in real time.
this is life.
things change so much, right?
mama musings 