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Unprepared – A poem

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I wasn’t prepared for all that came with having a baby.

The long lonely nights, the long lonely days, the tears, the fears. The desperately wanting someone to save me. 

I wasn’t prepared to feel anything other than joy, love and wonder.

The shock, the awe, the overwhelm, made me feel like a failure.

A terrible mother, as the rest of the doubts came crashing down like thunder.

I wasn’t prepared to lose myself and find another version of me.

So tired, so scared, so broken.

The one who couldn’t find the words she should have

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spoken.

I can’t do this. 

Not one word uttered. 

I tried but simply muttered, and hung my head in shame.

My perfect dreams completely scuppered, but no one was to blame.

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- 27 Mar 19

I wasn’t prepared for all that came with having a baby.

The long lonely nights, the long lonely days, the tears, the fears. The desperately wanting someone to save me. 

I wasn’t prepared to feel anything other than joy, love and wonder.

The shock, the awe, the overwhelm, made me feel like a failure.

A terrible mother, as the rest of the doubts came crashing down like thunder.

I wasn’t prepared to lose myself and find another version of me.

So tired, so scared, so broken.

The one who couldn’t find the words she should have spoken.

I can’t do this. 

Not one word uttered. 

I tried but simply muttered, and hung my head in shame.

My perfect dreams completely scuppered, but no one was to blame.

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