I’ve often heard people say that “Parenting is the toughest job in the world”. And now that I’m a parent, I agree. The hours are weird, your employer has crazy demands and despite having a hot teammate, you’d find yourself wanting some “you-time”. Add to the fact, that if you are a full-time parent to a toddler, you no longer have a sense of time - weekends are the same as weekdays; 9pm is the new “bedtime” and your definition of a date is a “two-hour” chat with parents of other toddlers discussing potty training and what happened in the last episode of “Chota Bheem”. Yes, parenting is difficult. And for a good reason too. You are now responsible for an entire person (or people - gulp) and everything you say and every action that you take will set an example - either good or bad.
But here’s the thing - it’s not all doom and gloom. Your little one can make you feel thankful about a lot of little things, that we often tend to overlook. So today, I’m dedicating this short poem below for my little mischief-maker.
P.S. It’s the first time I’m attempting a poem. Special thanks to Jaibala Rao for her advice and help.
Thank you for being my inspiration To write every word with conviction.
Thank you for teaching me The virtue that patience can be.
Thank you for being my reason To wake up without regrets every season
Thank you for driving me nuts and To keep me sane and focussed.
Thank you for your smile That which can nurse any wound of mine
Thank you for showing me with all the seriousness That a little silliness is always needed.
Thank you for making me slow down To enjoy the little things in life
Thank you for teaching me how To unconditionally love.
Thank you for showing me That it is okay to be imperfect
Thank you for teaching me resilience To keep trying till I succeed
Thank you for showing me that I can show what I feel
Thank you for showing me it is fine To ask for help once in a while
Thank you for making me remember That little child in me again
Thank You for coming in my life and Teaching me how to live life again.
[This post is written for the Project 365 program at We Post Daily aimed at posting at least once a day, based on the prompts provided. Pick a letter, any letter. Now, write a story, poem, or post in which every line starts with that letter. I've chosen the letter T ]