My husband and I have an infant son, and we’ve made many financial sacrifices so I could stay home with him. As a former teacher, I have always believed that being a mother is the most important job anyone could ever have. It’s hard to find like-minded women who are also staying home with their children these days. Regardless, I have never been one to conform or step down from my core beliefs and values contrary to what others are doing. I write poetry too, and wrote this small, simple poem. Perhaps some of your listeners would get something out of it as well. I call it “In Daycare.”
In Daycare
I rock my baby until he’s asleep, with him close to my heart. Nobody does this in daycare.
When I sing to him from the bathroom, he knows we are not apart. Nobody does this in daycare.
When I’m home alone and there’s no adult to talk to, It sometimes crosses my mind…
But then my son looks at me with a sparkle in his eye and a smile that no one else could find.
I know how to make him laugh and how happy my baby can be.
Someone might get him to smile like that in daycare, but it wouldn’t be me!
When he is older, I’ll make sure he eats every pea; teach him to look beyond what he can see…
Nobody does this in daycare.
Laura
Nobody Does This In Daycare