Here is you bear
All worn from love
Or perhaps adorned with it
Your partner in your slumbering adventures
Defender against all that scares you
It is your beacon in the darkest night
It's felted heart doused in the
Nostalgia of your mother's perfume
Tangible reminder of lingering embraces
That will greet you again in the light of morning
Goodnight my little bears
Hold each other tight
-gws
What I'm thinking is:
This is hard shit.
That sometimes grabbing that fact by the throat and screaming in its face is necessary from time to time.
Sometimes sitting in the shadow of that truth is required when our spirits are tired and our hearts so broken.
And when we're done, we rest. We breathe. And we rise and fight some more.
Because we're mothers.
-gws
My darlings
You became little men
The day we ran from the boogeyman
You met the task as an adventure
Not yet aware that the world you knew
Crumbled while you slept
I will bring you as much magic as you can hold
To keep your hearts moored in innocence
I cannot stitch your world whole again
I promise to weave you a new tapestry
Rich in dreams
Love
Possibility
My little men
You have learned too early
How unkind the world can be
But we will meet it
Softly
Gently
Together
-gws
I may appear whole
What you cannot see
Are the burns on my feet
From walking miles through fire
The stars in my eyes
From taking too many hits
The lacerations on my skin
From navigating uncountable shards of glass
The weariness deep in my bones
From rising everyday to overcome
Some challenge or trial
Again
And again
I have dodged and weaved
Punched and parried my way
Through days I never could have predicted
I have shown up when all I desired
Was to lay down and give up
Because if not me, then who
Mothers have to dig deep
We have to find that reservoir of power labeled
Do it for the children
So I push
So I push
So I push
Through the deepest, coldest waters
The fiercest, raging fires
The longest, darkest nights because
If not me, then who
For them
-gws
Inspired by the below Facebook Post
Because my mama loves me no matter how far away we are, or how frequently we talk Because my mama loves me no matter how old I get, or how many babies I’ve had Because my mama loves me no matter how capable or incapable I perceive myself to be Because my mama loves me no matter how broke I am or successful I become Because my mama loves me no matter how little or how much I love myself Because my mama loves me..."more, most, to the moon and back, and to infinity and beyond" Because my mama will always love her baby girl like the day she learned she carried my spark, and will beyond when our sparks rejoin the stars Because I love my mama I will treat every check in like a hug Because I love my mama I will treat every worry like a kiss Because I love my mama I will treat every conversation as a gift Because I love my mama I will treat every gift as a treasure Because I love my mama I will not take any second of her love for me for granted Because I will always love my mama I will love her like the day my spark took root inside of her, and will beyond when our sparks rejoin the stars -gws
Wake them Dress them Feed them Then it's off to school Pick them up And bring them home Provide a snack or two Help them with their homework Hold them when they're sad Help them learn to regulate Themselves when they are mad Attempt to feed them dinner Then it's time for bed Pick out a book or two From favorites we have read Bandage up their owies Make sure they brushed their teeth Check beneath their beds to prove There's nothing underneath One last kiss for comfort And then to tuck them in Then off to sleep for mommy To begin it all again -gws
It's so beautifully sad when our children cast off who we have known them to be to start creating who they wish to be. -gws
Your tiny face nestled against my skin The alchemy of a soul newly ushered into the world You made me a mom You transfigured me Transformed me into a new entity Birthed me into a new identity A newly purposed being A mother Your mother Chosen by you to be the gateway to what and who you will become What sacredness exists in being the vessel that transmutes the energy of a soul into flesh I promise I will do my best And I ask that you are patient with me in those times I am not my best We will learn and grow together Hand and hand Heart and heart -gws
To all of the women who care for others. Who nurture. Who give. Who love unconditionally. Who struggle to keep the world righted when all they want to do is unshoulder their responsibility for just a minute of rest and peace. For the men who are the sole/soul care giver. For the mothers who mourn. For the mothers in spirit and of spirit. For you all, may this Mother's Day allow you to reflect, to be present, to be honored by your own self, and those in your lives. Nurturing and tending to other souls is not easy, but it is an honor and blessing. I see you and love you, today and all days. -gws
Little boys!
Little boys!
What is with all of the noise?!
I don’t understand how people so small can sound like a herd of elephants in the hall?
The thumping and bumping!
The hooting and hollering!
How do you not tire yourselves out with your efforts?
Cacophonous giggles and laughs…
Oh gosh! What was that crash?!
Your clothes are tearing as your adventures are wearing…
me out!
-gws
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