Today was a hard one. I awoke to the sound of my child screaming for me.
Already exhausted from the day before, I crawl out of bed and dress my body.
I have fifty things on my mind and none of them are myself.
I don’t have that time. I don’t have any time. I need food on the shelf.
I need to clean, do dishes, pack for an impending vacation,
And plan a birthday party, write a speech for a wedding.
I should bake cookies, a cake, and make lunch in only a few hours.
My son is throwing fits left and right, the laundry is in towers.
The dog left me a present on the carpet while I changed the kid’s diaper.
My hair is greasy, I’m still wearing yesterday’s pajamas, I’m not drinking enough water.
The carpet needs vacuumed.
Low on cash, low on fuel,
Going crazy, I’m in a tizzy.
I can’t please anyone, not that I’m a people pleaser.
I just like to be liked. Does that make me a sinner?
On these days, nothing goes right.
I try so hard because I don’t wanna fight.
When it seems I can’t win, on any front,
I have to remember, I’m raising a little one.
I can’t be it all. I’ll never succeed
If I constantly fill their cups, when I’m still in need.
But how do I take time, the time that’s required
So I can refresh, and not be so wired?
Some days it happens that I get nothing done but reboot my system,
Spend some down time, just watching the wind and rain.
I make some popcorn, watch a movie with my little babe,
Cuddle under blankets, and relax the whole day away.
I make an easy to do list with simple things like: make the bed,
Wash my face, brush my head.
No matter where you are at, what stage in life,
It never will be easy, there’s always some strife.
Life wouldn’t be beautiful, or pleasant, or good
If there wasn’t the ugly, the miserable, the misunderstood.
On days like these days, take moments to just chill.
Your cup really really needs to refill.
You have to take time to breathe; it’s so important.
Doing life without that will make you lose it.
And then what is it worth, all of that effort?
Nothing, I say, because you end up much lesser
Of the person you were before all this happened.
You know, the one who was outgoing, had energy, was fun and not flattened.
So take your time. There is no reason to run yourself into the ground.
Take moments to just breathe, and love the new hope that you have found.
About the Author…
Briggy (Brigetta) Jones is an easy-going,