Dear Karen,
I am honoured that you have considered my house worthy of a visit. I am glad that you feel it's necessary to brace the walls of my home but I'd also like you to know that you'll be far from pleased when you come.
First of all karen, I do not wake up at 4am to ring the morning bells and whistles. Of course I wouldn't want to wake a three day old baby who hasn't even slept up to 30 minutes.
I'm not going to be pleased when you come in and find the house dusty and scattered with toy building blocks, Teddy bears and rubber dolls. However, I won't budge when you speak with your eyes in a manner of contempt. I haven't had a complete meal since the baby was born and I can't tell when last I did the laundry.
For once, I won't be shamed when your eyes wander like a torch light in the dark, towards my bloated stomach and hideous stretch marks. I won't feel attacked looking at your perfect figure. Your nicely tucked packet shirt and a tight bun on your head. I will look at you for the first time without feeling inferior.
Karen, don't be surprised when you walk in and find me and the kids still in pajamas on a hot sunny afternoon. I would love to see you purse your lips in an attempt to question my negligence but I will shuush you up and ask you to join us for ice cream and popcorn.
I will watch you sit reluctantly and in discomfort I will watch you look at the wall clock in anticipation to leave. You will watch my kids play continuously for a while without fear or worry. Karen, you will see the peace in their eyes and in their smile. You will see the satisfaction they get by just knowing that I'm here with them. You will watch me cuddle my newborn with so much love and affection, not minding that my house is in a total mess. You will realize that I don't need perfection to let my kids know that I love them. I don't need a perfect figure to tell my son that I care. I'm not perfect with every other thing today but I'm the perfect mother for my kids forever.
Love,
Cindy.
I am honoured that you have considered my house worthy of a visit. I am glad that you feel it's necessary to brace the walls of my home but I'd also like you to know that you'll be far from pleased when you come.
First of all karen, I do not wake up at 4am to ring the morning bells and whistles. Of course I wouldn't want to wake a three day old baby who hasn't even slept up to 30 minutes.
I'm not going to be pleased when you come in and find the house dusty and scattered with toy building blocks, Teddy bears and rubber dolls. However, I won't budge when you speak with your eyes in a manner of contempt. I haven't had a complete meal since the baby was born and I can't tell when last I did the laundry.
For once, I won't be shamed when your eyes wander like a torch light in the dark, towards my bloated stomach and hideous stretch marks. I won't feel attacked looking at your perfect figure. Your nicely tucked packet shirt and a tight bun on your head. I will look at you for the first time without feeling inferior.
Karen, don't be surprised when you walk in and find me and the kids still in pajamas on a hot sunny afternoon. I would love to see you purse your lips in an attempt to question my negligence but I will shuush you up and ask you to join us for ice cream and popcorn.
I will watch you sit reluctantly and in discomfort I will watch you look at the wall clock in anticipation to leave. You will watch my kids play continuously for a while without fear or worry. Karen, you will see the peace in their eyes and in their smile. You will see the satisfaction they get by just knowing that I'm here with them. You will watch me cuddle my newborn with so much love and affection, not minding that my house is in a total mess. You will realize that I don't need perfection to let my kids know that I love them. I don't need a perfect figure to tell my son that I care. I'm not perfect with every other thing today but I'm the perfect mother for my kids forever.
Love,
Cindy.
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