Hi all,
Well, it’s a brand-new day.
Of course, it started by snowing, but that’s okay. I’m branching out to this new platform for my poetry and other writings not related to the backpacking blog I’m running.
I might throw some of my “notes on motherhood” that I’ve been jotting down since I became pregnant- I might have to do a prelude “notes on pregnancy” to make that a more accurate series.
I probably won’t be doing a whole lot right now. I’m still figuring out Hunter’s schedule, working on the blog, and doing grad school again- plus I’ll be returning to work here soon. But I wanted to throw out an intro to this and play around with the new features I have.
In the future, I will be turning on the paid subscription but for now enjoy! I’ll be moving some of my stuff from Instagram over to here and once that’s done I will move to the subscription for new stuff.
Here’s a poem I wrote the other night when it was “thundersnowing” to tide you over.
Another Night
The wind and rain blow against the house.
The temperature dropping making it ice.
The drops tinkling as it lands on the glass.
Another night when sleep alludes me,
a little different now, partly because of the little one
needing substance every couple of hours.
Partly, it’s because my mind doesn’t want to slow down.
Like the wind pushed sleet.
Another night where I pursue my faults,
Another night wandering the past,
Another night wondering if I’m good enough.
Now there’s a new layer,
Am I doing this right?
Am I a klutz that’s going to trip with the baby?
Am I a good enough mother?
Even with the doubts I know,
It’s just another night and I’m fine.
It’s just another night and he grins at me
like I’m his whole world.
It’s just another night and it will be okay.
Thanks for reading,
BJ- the PraireRiverWitch