Feeling rushed, dashing around here and there
Getting kids ready, brushing teeth, combing hair
Being a sergeant major, shouting commands
‘Hurry up, come here, stop doing handstands’
Feel tired and could literally sleep on a pin
Tried controlled crying but eventually gave in
You’ve had mess on your clothes without a doubt
And been told you’re wearing your top inside out
Toys and ‘stuff’ are literally scattered everywhere
But you’re at the point where you just don’t care
That’s being a parent, and you’re doing just fine
Just take a breather, grab a tea or a glass of wine
Sleep when you can, ask for help, you’re not alone
See family and friends or just pick up the phone
For this period of stress will be over in a while
And you’ll look back at this time with a big smile
Time goes by so fast and little ones leave the nest
Enjoy your time together and forget about the rest
By Leanne Flower
