An Ode to Parenthood…

An Ode to Parenthood

 

Becoming a parent is…
the end and the beginning
We worry and we think a lot
And, yes, sometimes we’re winning

And other times we’re losing track
Of time and all our sanity
But parenthood is worth the shift
Overrated was our vanity

Kids simplify perspectives
Yet they also complicate things
They show us new paths and doorways
Make us feel like servants & kings

Our kids, they are so funny
They make us lol
They mess and fight and act like fools
At times, they really smell

But our love for them’s colossal
The most abundant kind
A love so deep and endless
So pure and unrefined

Parenthood’s a paradox
Full of contradiction
Sometimes the flow is easy
Sometimes it’s filled with friction

Yet always there are moments
of greatness that prevail,
A kiss, a hug, a thumbs up
Then out the door, they sail

They’re ours for just these moments
Before we know it, they’ll be gone
So hold tight through the rapids
Of the parenthood ride you’re on

Because having kids is priceless,
a wonderful thing indeed
A privilege, a pleasure
the reason you just laughed & peed

So “Cheers to our children,
To the Wonder and the Woe,
And of course to all the WTF?!
For through it all, we grow!”

Written by: Shannon Day

 

Did you know that Shannon Day and 36 other fab writers have created a book? Well, it’s actually a martini guide too. If you like funny, ridiculous, and heartstring-tugging stories of motherhood (+ easy-to-make martini & mocktini recipes) then you’ll love Martinis & Motherhood: Tales of Wonder, Woe & WTF?!  Available now on Amazon.

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If You Give a Mom a Martini…

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If you give a mom a martini,

And a weekend with her friends

She’ll talk and laugh and laugh some more

Live it up, until the end!

Because a mom who’s with her girlfriends

Is a happy mom indeed.

She can just be who she is,

Let her inner-self be freed!

If you give a mom a martini

Fireside, by the lake

That mom will be so thankful

For the comfort and a break.

And if that mom does eat,

Tasty food made just for her,

A smile will form upon her face

Like a kitty cat’s gracious prrrrrrrr.

And if that weekend ends

With, say, a mom who’s stuck in traffic,

It frets her not, for she is calm

And feeling so fantastic.

And even if once home,

 “re-entry” is a bitch

She’ll  still be chillin’ inside

For in memories, she is rich

So give a mom a martini.

And a weekend away

Just give her a martini, dammit!

She, too, deserves to play.

This poem has been inspired by Moms’ Martini Getaway at Bonnie View Inn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today, I’m Turning Forty

Today, I’m turning forty!

And it’s kind of a big deal

Yet at the same time, it’s not really

Though it feels a bit surreal

Because forty year-olds are middle-aged

So that means I am, too

No longer am I young

But… neither are my crew!

My pals, they age along with me

Like our friendships, our love, and our wine

And with girlfriends, as fabulous as they are

Turning forty feels almost sublime

Plus, with age comes newfound wisdom

An acceptance that feels divine

So what if my thighs are flabby?

Some other parts are doin’ just fine

Yes, my body is aging

And cool shoes hurt my feet

And a “Big Night” leaves me couch-bound

All day, unable to eat

And my kids, they try my patience

But they also do things that amaze

I wouldn’t go back to my twenties

Not back to the freedom days

In those days I was restless

And questioning what will be

And now, I have more answers

And with that, I feel quite free

Besides, I’ve learned some things

On that journey from my youth

Like, when making a dirty martini

You really don’t need vermouth

And when it comes to taking pictures

Anyone can look twenty-two

It’s all about the lighting, really

Plus the angle, and the hue

But the fact is, there’s more important things

Than how cool we look in pics

Like, are we surrounded by good people?

Or are we spending our time with dicks?

It’s these and other probing questions

That turning forty makes us ponder

It’s when the midlife crisis hits

And people choose to wander

But, I’m not going anywhere

My ass is firmly planted

I’m right where I want to be

Celebrating the forty years I’ve been granted

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The impression of youthful skin is brought to you by Haas Filter in Pic Collage. Do I look twenty-two?

Cheers to health, family, and friendship. And, of course, to the big 4-0!

And, hey, why not buy our book while you’re here! It is my birthday, after all, and nothing would make me happier than knowing you’ve ordered your very own copy!

37 tales from 37 moms/writers plus 37 easy-to-make martinis! You can’t go wrong.

We promise you’ll laugh, cry, and feel connected to other moms who are a lot like you.

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Every Yang (A Marriage-Inspired Rap)

Ying Yang Symbolizing Life Balance

He’ll be the first to admit
He is gifted at cooking
Confidence- he’s got it
And he’s damn good looking
A bit overbearing,
With know-it-all ways
He’s a doer, a goer
Hard work doesn’t faze
The girls just adore him
He’s a wonderful guy
So what if his farts
bring tears to my eye
He’s my man
And I love ’em
Wouldn’t change a thing
‘Cause every yang needs
To have its ying.

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Some Silly Rhymes, Inspired by Motherhood

                                                      

                                                                                                            

An Ode to Sleeping In    

The morning is here

I’m in bed, without space,

surrounded by littles

with a foot in my face

Now my neck is all crooked

I’ve just looked at the clock

It’s not even 7!

Sleep in? What a crock. Continue reading