Two Worlds

 

    I missed last week's blog post due to some unexpected health issues that completely skewed my ability to use my brain in any capacity. I also forgot to have a backup post for emergencies like last week. So instead of stressing about a blog post, I just pushed it off and decided to start back up this week. 

    Today's poem is about how I am feeling about the idea of being a mother (my all-time dream job). 

I am torn between two worlds.

One of motherhood and one of not.

In one aspect, I'm a mother carrying her child

Yet in another, I am not because I don't have all the responsibilities

That a mother should have.

My dream of being a mother has come

And now I am waiting on the bench.

Preparing for a child, and free of all the obligations 

Which comes with the title "mother."

Am I a mother? The answer is yes.

Do I feel like a mother? No, I do not. 

So, I'm torn between two worlds.

Written by Evelyn Creon