And cried a little, alot.
Right now, I'm struggling.
Doing my best, I certainly am not.
I'm tired, I'm missing things
Things we cannot do
I miss my favourite people
And going places too.
I've had enough of these four walls
And feeling trapped inside
And how it makes me feel is tough
This is all one heck of a ride.
I know I'm not alone in this
And I'll find comfort in that
But right now I'm finding it so hard
To be okay and not quite so flat.
I worry about the next few months
And how it'll likely be the same
Or maybe even worse than now
And I'm just over this whole game.
I worry how it's affecting me
And my parenting as well
I don't feel calm, gentle and soft
Which rings my wake up bell.
I wish for help, to scoop them up
Take them out for fun
Give them all the attention
Hugs, and ice cream in the sun.
Or even just a playdate
Fun for them and grown up conversation
Or to hop on to a train to Scotland
And stay with Mama on vacation.
Just a little break from this
Day to day, same old thing
Something exciting and different
To make our little hearts sing.
Or maybe just for someone else
To look after us all
Because I'm just so very tired
And fed up of this second slow fall.
