My little girl’s 2nd birthday is tomorrow I have been somewhat taken aback by the mixed feelings I’ve had about this. While I’ve been hugely excited in some respects, I can not shake some of the sadder feelings I’ve been holding in a knot in my stomach the last few days. It made me realise just how important birthdays are as a marking of time passing, a celebration of their development as an individual and a way of honouring their journey in this world, that I wrote this poem for all mothers on their children’s birthdays….
Before being a mum, what did birthdays mean?
A bottle of something sparkly, celebrating the queen bee?
But now your child is here
They mean so much more
They are about worshiping the day of birth
Of the little one you adore
As the one from inside you
Clings on to the final hours of being one, two or three
A knot forms within you
As you remember the day they came to be
The day your heart began to walk outside your very self
The day you began this journey, with your magical little elf
The moments they were birthed, play inside your head
The journey they have taken, the steps taken, the things said
You marvel at the little person, that they have become
But you can’t help feeling a little wistful
Over the days that are now done
This, and every birthday of theirs
Is about so much more about cake
It’s celebrating this wonder
That the two of you did make