02/08/2021
It's fine to let him cry,
Is what I was always told.
As long as he's fed and dry,
Not too hot and not too cold.
Have I birthed a robot?
What about his emotional needs.
I'm confused as to why these don't matter,
I can't help but feel this advice misleads.
Don't let him think you'll always come,
But hang on, isn't that the goal?
To have a bond that's so fierce and unbreakable,
For him to know I will always console.
But watch out he will manipulate,
He will use you for all that your worth.
What utter nonsense I thought,
He is my baby to whom I gave birth.
He must fall asleep without you,
Make sure you don't feed him to sleep.
Don't ever let him into your bed,
Even if you have to hear him weep.
You must ignore your mother's instinct,
Just shut the door and walk away.
Even if your heart is pulling you back,
Remember there will be a price to pay.
But what if we just ignore all the rules,
All the shoulds, musts and do nots.
What if I listen solely to my instincts,
All of the noise, just simply forgot.
So much emphasis is placed on the basics,
On being fed, clean and pain free.
What about love, empathy and safety?
That's what's important to me.
When my baby cries I feel it deep,
He's my lifeline, my soul, my all.
How on earth could I ever abandon him,
I could never be so cruel.
So for now I will shut out the noise,
I will cuddle, embrace and respond.
I will tune in to my mother's instinct,
Because oh my, it really is so strong.
Inspired by ❤️
