I’ve been kind of vitamin-deficient
Unless you count the gummies
Two a day, pretend they fill out the food pyramid
Which isn’t a good model anyway
Another bit of childhood misinformation to unlearn
So I set it aside, a battle for another day
I could use a good hike to a summit again
Some muscle-burning fresh air
To be in my body
Instead of dehydrating under a heated blanket
Until my child’s mind takes over
And I have to parent myself real gently
Or have my parents do that for me
What was that Taylor Swift lyric?
Thirty-two and still growing up now
‘Some weeks we lose to coughs and ravaged throats
But that doesn’t mean we are lost again’
I remind myself, real gently, tiptoeing around a tantrum
With my toddler-thin skin from being stuck in bed
And stuck in my head
Tomorrow is looking kinder
With Love,
Natalie