365 Days of Writing

  Poem When I’m afraid I’m failing as a mom, I remind myself that I keep showing up And am trying to be the best mom I can. And you can feel all that love.

  Poem Sometimes I get to the end of the day And instead of doing more — Even of stuff that might fill my cup — I just sit in bed — Separate but near enough to not need the monitor — And scroll on my phone Before falling asleep.