A Day In My Life

Thoughts on being a single working mother

 











Before the sun shows its smiling face
I am well into my day
Clad in crisp white apron
Aromatic doughs rising

By noon all is baked
My case is full
Fresh bread is bagged
Feet starting to ache a little

By Two in the afternoon
I am well into my second job
The day far from over
Push through the nagging longing to be home

On my lunch hour
Rush, hurry to get the kids from school
Deliver home, line out chores and dinner
Four more hours...

By Seven I realize I have hardly seen the sun today
Hope the kids are not fighting
Unsettled resentment that I have to work so much
Set that aside to finish up

Driving home I think about all that I accomplished
Align my thoughts about what I could not get done
Pray for a peaceful night
Home at last

My day is beyond the average
I wonder how long I can keep up this charade
Or if I will die young
Stressed

Check homework
Learn about the kids' day
Listen, really listen to what they are not saying
In hopes they are doing ok

When night comes
It is short
Lonely
Exhausted I sip a cup of tea

Wishing I could be held
Loved
Adored, for a little while
Restless sleep

I wander the empty house
Pour a cup of coffee
Put on an apron
Roll up my sleeves and start again

Reviews

[Liza]

this stanza caught my attention above all because everything you do on a day to day is give and give what you help others experience or soothe them from longing the way you do....

Wishing I could be held
Loved
Adored, for a little while
Restless sleep

[Bubo]

How well you capture a day, where the responsibilities are endless and we juggle praying nothing breaks.........and the sadness of how alone someone can feel before it all begins again..........so many millions of women and men doing this I expect as single parents.