Time is something we can never believe.
Death is something we can never imagine.
Yet both are here
Certain
Elements of life
Burn you more than others
The dark moments of parenthood…
Was I even meant to be a mom? A dad?
I don’t feel good at my name right now
More like I’m drowning in survival tasks,
unable to do the things I thought I would as a parent –
like teach my kids how to play soccer, build things, read.
Too busy breastfeeding and cleaning blood from a stubbed toe that’s been tracked around the floor like a crime scene.
I wonder if my neighbors heard me yell, “There’s blood everywhere!”
Even though in the hard moments it’s hard to believe,
There’s no one better suited as mom, as dad
then you and me.
Altered Latitude 
Nope, there is not!!!! I love that you have these poems to capture snippets of life.
So very true and so real😘 The most thankless job with the greatest reward!!
Hi Jenna! When I was pregnant with Andrew I remember your dad telling me that having 3 children was no big deal as he had 4. It is a big deal as I found out, raising 3 is not easy and you are doing a great job. Hang in there, just remember little by little.