Mommy Brain

(Mother Poems – Mom – Mum – Mommy)

If you’ve left the crayons to melt in the car,

And forgotten just where the car keys are,

There’s a perfectly good way to explain:

You see, you’ve come down with “Mommy Brain.”

When you’re not sure where the past 8 hours went,

Or whether the phone bill check’s been sent,

If you’ve left the laundry drying in the rain,

It’s just—you guessed it—Mommy Brain.

If you find yourself chatting for hours on end

About diaper prices with your cyber-friends,

You’ve just caught a particularly virulent strain

Of that affliction known as Mommy Brain.

If you left your bags at the grocery store

Or completely forgot what you went there for,

If you called the cat by your baby’s name,

You can bet that Mommy Brain’s to blame.

And if you know the words to “Goodnight Moon” by heart,

Or you study your sleeping babe like a work of art,

If you’re always surprised by how time is flying,

And the thought of that first birthday starts you crying.

It’s unavoidable, girls, and I feel your pain,

For I, too, suffer from Mommy Brain.

But I’ll admit one thing—of this I’m sure:

I hope they never find a cure.

~ Carlotta Eike Stankiewicz

Her Little Shadows

(Mother Poems – Mom – Mum – Mommy )

I saw a young mother with eyes full of laughter

And two little shadows came following after.

Wherever she moved, they were always right there;

Holding on to her skirts, hanging on to her chair,

Before her, behind her; an adhesive pair.

“Don’t you ever get weary, as day by day,

Your two little tagalongs get in your way?”

She smiled as she shook her pretty young head,

And I’ll always remember the words that she said:

“It’s good to have shadows that run when you run

That laugh when you’re happy and hum when you hum-

For you only have shadows

When your life’s full of sun.”

~ Barbara Burrow

Magic Mommy Kisses

(Mother Poems – Mom – Mum – Mommy)

Each night I tuck you into bed,

I brush my hand across your head,

and in each tiny little fist

I place a magic mommy kiss.

Full of love and hope so bright

To keep you safely through the night,

Mommy kisses in your hand

To guide you off to slumberland.

If you should dream of monsters mean

Or witches with faces masked in green,

Of snakes that squeeze you oh-so-tight

Or darkness with no sign of light.

When nightmares hold you stiff with fear

A part of mommy still is near.

Just open up your hand and blow

One mommy kiss and nightmares go.