My Little Baby

Zelda

I sit here looking through old photos, toys, and memories.

I look at you as you grew, and I think,

Where did my baby go?

My little girl, so grown up with a mind of her own.


I miss the days of snuggles and rocking you to sleep. 

I miss your giggles and your nonsense words.


I can’t stop you from growing, 

and I can’t stop you from getting hurt,

but mommy will be here no matter what.

Loving you and snuggling you,

just like I did when you were my little baby. 


You will always be my little baby girl.

Nothing is Working

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Nothing is working.

Nothing I say matters.

Nothing is working.

Nothing I say matters.

I pace back and forth outside in the cold.

Back and forth trying to calm myself. 

I know I shouldn’t have shouted but nothing is working.

My throat hurts and I sit outside thinking of what I could have done better. 

Nothing is working.

Nothing I say matters.

Nothing is working.

Nothing I say matters.

Wondering what I said wrong and why they aren’t listening.

Nothing is working, maybe it’s me.

Am I a bad mom?

Why don’t they care about each other, about their grades, about anything?

What is wrong with his generation?

Nothing is working.

Nothing I say matters.

Nothing is working.

Nothing I say matters.

Lord, give me the Strength

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So much time in the day.

So much to do and yet so little time.

The hours tick away, and yet so much more to do.

The guilt I feel, when in don’t spend enough time with them.

The guilt I feel, when I need to work.

The guilt I feel, when I am just too tired to move.

Lord, give me the strength to give them the mom they deserve. 

Work and life, but all I wanted was to be a mom.

Feeling lazy and wishing I had more time.

More time to spend with them, more to give them.

The life I didn’t have and the life I want for them.

So much time in the day.

So much to do and yet so little time.

The hours tick away, and yet so much more to do.

The guilt I feel, when in don’t spend enough time with them.

The guilt I feel, when I need to work.

The guilt I feel, when I am just too tired to move.

Lord, give me the strength to give them the mom they deserve.