With Motherhood, comes Judgements

I only care about you being a silky rose.

I don’t care about being a star at this moment.

I only want you to be someone who glows

every day. It’s okay if I look like a rodent.

I don’t want your eyes to turn into clouds that cry.

I ignore my in-laws’ passive-aggressive comments.

They always have something negative to say, I try

my best to keep my tongue still. All this nonsense

about what a good mother should be irritates me.

How am I a bad mom for letting you eat independently?

I don’t plan on limiting you to new experiences, be free!

I would be a bad mom for behaving unrepentantly.

I get judged no matter what I do for you, but it’s fine.

It’s okay, me and you, we will always shine.