Caregiver Am I

Finding that balance

Mother, caregiver, work, life

Things often get left behind

Day in and day out

My brain opens more “windows”

Some never get closed

Inhale, exhale, blink

Another day, forgetting this or that

"Please remind me to..."

Click, swipe, scroll on down

Emails and requests, I read

Answering in autopilot

My calendar mocks

Those hours I wish I had

Stealing memories

Yet to be created

Inhale, exhale, sigh

My son has therapy now

But I have to work

Who will be there when...

Need to find more help and soon

Tick,tock! I. Hate. Clocks.

Gotta go to school

Mama does this all for you...

"Are you sure you can?"

Confidence and doubt

Imposter syndrome

Rising with me in the morning

Enough...not enough

Blink. Inhale, exhale...

"Sorry, where was I again?"

Sometimes I get a bit lost

Very much a sponge

I absorb all the opinions

Then wring them back out

Info overload, input overwhelm

On what I should do and when

"Well, if I were you..."

I would love to breathe

And come out of the corner

And smile more often

My face, yes, it's tired.

Those “windows” just won't stay shut

My brain, it may be a bit messy

But I can perform

Like you wouldn't believe it

Because I have to...

Before you question

What I can and cannot do

Let me tell you this...

I still rise each day

With an elephant sitting

On top of my chest

I still rise each day

Inhaling then exhaling

Facing fears and doubts

Mother, caregiver, wife

The titles I’ve been given

That is who I am.