I am determined and unsure
I wonder what’s in store this second time around
I hear babies crying when it’s silent at night
I see the girl I used to be
I want the gifts of patience and perspective
I am determined and unsure
I pretend I can’t
I feel it’s just the fear of failing
I touch his soft baby head the way it lives in my memories
I worry about the time long since passed
I cry thinking of the person I am not
I am determined and unsure
I understand I can’t control everything
I say I wish that weren’t so
I dream of laughter and satisfaction and joy
I try to see things as they really are
I hope this time will be different
I am determined and unsure
Connor at 3 weeks old sleeping on mama’s shoulder
This post is based on this I am poem template and is linked up with Mama Kat’s writer’s workshop. This isn’t at all what I thought I was writing about when I started, but there you go.
