Stiff: My Parenting Poetry

Deeply inspired by Kipling’s poem ‘if’, I have titled it ‘stiff’ which is what my neck is right now. Dedicated to all parents.

If you can keep your head when your baby is hitting his by going towards the same sofa corner again and again…
If you can trust yourself when all family members doubt you about changing the diaper of your constantly in motion baby…
If you can wait and not be tired of waiting so that the baby finishes his bottle…
If you can dream – and not need sleep time for it…
If you can make one heap of all your baby’s toys
And risk it on one surprisingly strong punch of your baby’s tiny fist
And see them scatter, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your annoyance…
If you can talk with crowds and still keep your baby busy,
Or walk with stains and not feel awkward about it…
If you hate your sleep as much as your baby hates your sleep…
Yours is the Bedroom floor and everything that’s on it needs to be picked up and cleaned..
And – which is more – you’ll be doing it tomorrow again…

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