Oh Motherhood


I wake in the morning
rubbing the crust from my eyes
I drag out of bed
and squeeze into a bra half my size

How can it be morning
Didn’t I JUST go to bed
I will take a nap today
Ha, not easier done than said

I look in the mirror
with a scowl and a grunt
step on the scale
and give it a furious punt

I walk into the baby’s room
with one eye half shut
I take a wiff to smell
her nasty little butt

Then she looks at me
with that toothless grin
as if to say
Where have you been?

She giggles and squeels
and blows a few bubbles
And I think to myself, boy
I can get used to these troubles.

Ive never been so exhausted,
fat, and energy depleted
I’ve never felt so loved
content, warm, and needed

For what she takes
I get back ten fold
So its all very worth it
even if I feel 80 years old


About Heather Rayne

I am a mom, wife, writer, volunteer, eater of food, lover of animals and avid TV enthusiast. I am opinionated, honest, compassionate and sensitive. I can also be difficult, hard headed and emotional. I consider myself to have a great sense of humor and am very attracted to that in others. I am striving to live an authentic life. I am attempting to learn how to find happiness in the now. I always have hope to be a better person. That being said - I can be vulgar, negative and even a little bitchy at times. I say what I mean and my filter is often dysfunctional. With me, what you see is what you get. I have strong opinions and am quick to speak my mind. This can cause problems from time to time but I do not ever intend to hurt or offend anyone. With that - be warned. I do hope you enjoy my site. Thanks for visiting and have a swell day.

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