I have thought long and hard before deciding to publish this poem, for it to be out there in the digital world. But i’ve felt it important to do so for myself more than anything else. When reading this, read it with no judgement, read it as is, a poem from a mothers heart about raising a child in todays world.
I’ll be honest, it came to my one night as I was putting my son to bed, after my mind drifted to a place which recalled all the odd comments I have received over the year about raising a son. Little things, about how much energy he has, or “oh my doesn’t he scare you with how bold he is?”, “does he ever have a calm moment?”. I’ve had moments where others have made me doubt my mothering towards my son, until I realised HANG ON! There is NOTHING wrong my son at all! How dare others make me feel as though there is. My son is bold, he is full of energy and wants to explore the world…as he should! He absorbs everything around him, he plays and laughs and smiles, he gives cuddles and hugs and kisses. He loves playing with other kids, and he loves caring for other babies. Especially babies, and this is important to me, to watch my son be so gentle and kind and calm when he is around a baby is just incredible to me. It is not something my husband or I have taught him because he is an only child. It comes from within him, he sits next to them, he cuddles them, he puts toys next to them and wants to show them what he is doing. He sits next to them and giggles and lets them touch his face and pull his hair, all without getting agressive or feeling threatened. You can’t teach a 2 year old this behaviour. It is so special to watch, and then for those with babies to feel then need to ‘protect’ their babies from my son makes my heart sink to the floor and it took a lot for me to realise that actually it doesnt matter what they think. All that matters is that we raise our son right, with good values and morals, and watch him blossom into a happy and energetic boy.
So, without anymore rambling on, here it is. I hope it inspires those who also have low moments in parenthood to brush off the weird and negative comments and to look at your child and just smile, and be so grateful that they are they little person that they are.
Thank you all so much for reading :). Until next time!
He is my son
His soul is gentle, his soul is calm,
His soul is caring and filled with regard.
His gentle nature is pure and joyous,
he carves a path of peace and nurtures all of us.
He is caring, daring, free and loving,
some see the beauty while others see a brashness.
For those who find him loud and reckless,
for those afraid of his carefree nature,
for those who feel he needs taming, calming,
to you I say this…
Turn around and walk away from me,
for I am mother lioness to him.
Your thoughts towards him are words to me,
no disrespect, but he transcends all you beings.
Watch him grow beyond your moral laws,
beyond your hypocritical codes of conduct.
He will respect all regardless of gender,
he will protect all because that is his nature.
Watch him grow and be unabashedly free,
this I say to you with confidence,
because he is my son, and I am me.