Moods swing her like a yo yo

one moment euphoric and high as a kite

but the very next minute insecure and fearful

one day life feels like an extended vacation

and the very next day even moving out of bed seems impossible

she quickly spirals from realism to superstition

the rollercoaster ride her hormones are taking her on

leaves her breathless and bewildered

running on low esteem and raging emotions

standing in front of the mirror

looking critically at her stretch marks and bulging belly

she smiles at her reflection and blows a kiss

then says aloud,

“You are the most desirable woman right now!”

52 thoughts on “Motherhood

  1. i love the ending as Rachel says it so eloquently and I think of a song – “in my daughter’s eyes” by Martina McBride – want to know how beautiful we are just look into the mirror of our children’s eyes. your poem just made me teary with all the good reasons!

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      1. My pleasure Punam. For some reason I had stopped receiving emails when you post. I’m bad at using the reader so I was missing your posts 😐. I have fixed that now. πŸ‘πŸ₯°

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  2. So true! Motherhood is indeed the juxtaposition of joy and sorrow at the same time. But still we mothers live diving in the sea of unconditional love from our little ones!
    Beautiful post !! Loved it.

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