The directions: We find faults in ourselves, in others, and in the world around us all the time. Today, write a poem about the imperfect nature of someone or something, whether you accept these imperfections or complain about them, try to fix them or celebrate them.
“Motherhood changes everything.”-Adriana Trigiani
Somehow society tells women, the PERFECT pinnacle to your life is to become a mom
What they don’t tell you is how immensely IMPERFECT motherhood is
And that it’s ok to not be PERFECT
Point taken? Pause.
Did you know you won’t know everything?
That sometimes you will forget the little things?
Did you know being a mom isn’t the key happiness?
That there is no rite of passage or moments of pure bliss?
Did you know that postpartum depression is real?
That it can zap your joy and ability to mentally heal?
Did you know that everyday won’t be a good day?
That sometimes you even consider running away?
Did you know it will have you question your sanity?
That you will not take time for yourself to just be?
Did you know that motherhood is just as much about you as it is them?
That sometimes it’s ok to make a decision on a whim?
Did you know that it is emotionally, mentally and physically draining?
That there is no manual, it’s all on the job training?
Did you know that being mom, mother, mum, mommy, mama is hard?
That for a time your hopes and dreams you will have to discard?
Why can’t society just let a woman be?
What’s best for one, might not be best for me
We should be free to evolve and engage in discovery
Don’t tell me I should become a mom, but let me see
If motherhood is what I truly want as part of my destiny
So Mum, Mother, Mom, Mommy, Mama
It’s okay to be imperfect on any given day.