I told you my plans,
that I’d be leaving
I hadn’t had time
alone for breathing.
“You always want to get away”, you said.
Your eyes on me were teasing.
I smiled it gone but I was cringing,
Why are those words still ringing?
I told you my plans,
that I’d be leaving
I hadn’t had time
alone for breathing.
“You always want to get away”, you said.
Your eyes on me were teasing.
I smiled it gone but I was cringing,
Why are those words still ringing?
trash says
ooooooof!
ringing lots of bells there Mama Kat.
Britany says
What do you use to change your pictures? I really like it!
parenting BY dummies says
Your poems are Da Bomb, kinda like those awesome rainboots.
When did I become my Mom says
Sing it sister.
Ms. Wanda says
Beautiful!!!
Stephanie @ Geezees says
Love your poetry!
Jennifer says
Oh yeah. Been there. But then when you’re gone all you want is to be back home. But then I guess that is kinda the point.
Jen says
This poem speaks volumes.
Michelle says
Hits home for me, sister. Thanks for sharing.
Francesca says
I have a confession: I used to loathe poetry. Ever since I had to take a class back in HS, it has never been something that I enjoyed. I guess it is because I found it too challenging to sum up my thoughts in just a few short lines.
You do this beautifully though, M-K, and have literally changed my entire opinion. Although I know that I will never be able to create and express myself like you do through writing, I do look forward to your poetry.
What you wrote here was lovely…and so true. I structure my day around my kids’ sleep schedule. When will they be occupied so that I can have some me time? How can I create more “space” for me? It’s a double edged sword. I know I need this time, but there is always some level of guilt with me.
Sometimes I wonder if in trying to get away, I’m missing the really beautiful moments like you pictured above…
xo
Mama Kat says
I never told you how sweet I thought this comment was…and now I can’t find it in my inbox, so I’ll respond back to you here.
This comment was really sweet. So there.
And you really got what I was trying to say. The last sentence in your comment nailed my fear: “Sometimes I wonder if in trying to get away, I’m missing the really beautiful moments like you pictured above…”
Exactly.
But I’ll continue seeking that time alone.
Stephanie says
Being a mom is a tough road to walk. My husband I went away for a weekend and I couldn’t enjoy myself because I was worried about the kids. Not fair to my guy or me.
angie says
I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this photo. It looks like a wordful wednesday if I ever saw one. And no. That’s not a hint. Or a plea. :)
Kathy says
That picture is awesome and I love the poem :)
Adoption of Jane says
Nice. and great pic too!
Pamela @ 2 much testosterone says
I’m so happy your son is still rocking the red rain boots! I also like that this poem can have several meanings. It’s very versatile, like you!
Eve says
Just playing a bit of very overdue catch up.
This is wonderful. And the picture, bautiful.
Paige says
That photo = GORGEOUS. I absolutely love it!
The poem really hits home, too.
Kelly Deneen says
Very, very thought-provoking. I adore the picture.
Tracy P. says
Once when our kids were preschoolers we were able to go on a little getaway (most infrequent for us). My son said with a very quizzical look, “But if you’re on a getaway, aren’t you supposed to be getting away FROM something?” Yeah, kiddo, what might THAT be? We were thankful that he couldn’t seem to imagine what it was.
Look how long Maile’s hair is!!
Cecily R says
That? Is beautiful. And SO how I’ve been feeling the last few weeks.
NotJustAnotherJen says
PHLEEZE, oh PlEaZe, oh please don’t think twice about getting away. You need it. They need it. You know it helps and you know it works. Let go of the guilt, girl! Click and move on…and get away!!! With love, jen
Val says
I’m so jealous!!! Take me with you!
Erin at Im Gonna Kill Him says
That could be the mom anthem. I always declare an outing a ‘solo’ one in advance, but then feel odd and wind up toting at least one of the kids. I don’t think it helps that my husband has that teasing eye, as you mention, trained on me constantly, making me feel like DYFS is going to swing by to pick up the kids if I go to the market by myself. I envy women who are able to shove that feeling down and go out for a run, a manicure, a dinner with friends, a yoga retreat, whatever it is that we have all earned 100x over but rarely collect on!
Jade says
you make me happy! this is for you..
http://jadenotjaded.wordpress.com/2010/03/31/like-omgawsh/
jade
S Club Mama says
Very true. Especially today, Kathy.
Shell says
Teach me your photo skills, please!
Katherine says
This really hits home. Thanks for the post.
Christie@MommyDrinksBecauseYouCry says
Seriously MK~ Check the Momma Guilt at the door and realize that if you aren’t 100% how can you give 100% to your kids.
I keep telling my hubs that he’s be singing one hell of a different tune if every shower he took was interupted, if he could no longer pee in privacy, and if felt that he never had a chance to just BE anymore.
They tease but you are right, those words cut and sting.
The Pursuit of Mommyness says
Hello! I really love your blog and your writing workshop…I discovered your through another blogger through SITS…following now and can’t wait to learn from a great veteran blogger like you!
http://thepursuitofmommyness.com/
Tim says
Great pic!
Sorry you havent heard from me in so long but I had to take a break to spend more time with the family.
Hope all is well, send our love to the family.
Love and Prayers,
Tim
Lourie says
I can write fairly easily, but to write a poem…that simply stops me dead in my tracks! I admire all of your poetry. And I love the picture.
Chris Weigand says
Through God’s Eyes
“Sometimes when it’s hard to see with the eyes I’ve been given, I strap on my camera and pray for new ones. I did that yesterday. It helped.”
(inspired by Emily from Chatting At The Sky)
I have the same problem with my eyes. Over the years I have discovered though that just a change in perspective, a change in my viewpoint, the angle at which I am looking at something can make all the difference. A while ago I wrote an article about this phenomenon. Here is an excerpt that totally tells you what I mean.
Near where we live there is an old tree with a large nest, an eagle’s nest. It seems it has been there for a long time and every spring the eagles return and lay eggs while the locals flock to take rare photos of the eagles.
The other day I was driving down the road to another destination and while driving I was looking for the nest, not knowing its exact location. I arrived at my destination, having not seen the nest. On my return trip, now travelling in the other direction, and what do I see practically jumping out of the tree at me, the nest. A different Perspective.
It’s the same with life, if we take a situation and look at it from another angle, through the lens of a camera, through God’s eyes, the picture changes and we see things in a whole new light.
Chris Weigand says
“Sometimes when it’s hard to see with the eyes I’ve been given, I strap on my camera and pray for new ones. I did that yesterday. It helped.”
(inspired by Emily from Chatting At The Sky)
I have the same problem with my eyes. Over the years I have discovered though that just a change in perspective, a change in my viewpoint, the angle at which I am looking at something can make all the difference. A while ago I wrote an article about this phenomenon. Here is an excerpt that totally tells you what I mean.
Near where we live there is an old tree with a large nest, an eagle’s nest. It seems it has been there for a long time and every spring the eagles return and lay eggs while the locals flock to take rare photos of the eagles.
The other day I was driving down the road to another destination and while driving I was looking for the nest, not knowing its exact location. I arrived at my destination, having not seen the nest. On my return trip, now travelling in the other direction, and what do I see practically jumping out of the tree at me, the nest. A different Perspective.
It’s the same with life, if we take a situation and look at it from another angle, through the lens of a camera, through God’s eyes, the picture changes and we see things in a whole new light.
Jack says
I used to hear that all the time and I’d tell her to just go. But that didn’t work, the kids and life seemed to keep her around. Not that I am complaining, but if you want to go then sometimes….
Michelle says
That was so beautiful! I can totally relate – it’s tough being a mom. You want to be the best at motherhood, but you still want to hold on to your pre-motherhood self. It’s difficult to find the perfect balance between the two, but I guess that’s why it’s called life, huh?
Peace. ;)
Shawna says
This happens to me all the time. My husband throws out an offhand “joking” comment he doesn’t think about too deeply, and I spend the rest of the day (or week) analyzing and breaking it down, examining what exactly could be wrong with me. Is he right? Is something wrong with me? Then I finally bring it up with him again, prepared to defend myself or admit that I may have a slightly wrong attitude, and he doesn’t even remember making the comment or says he was totally joking, didn’t mean anything by it, etc.
It’s dangerous to be a deep thinker. It’s often a curse to go so far into yourself; sometimes it’s hard to come out.