Upon hearing the news,
There's congrats,
For the new life to the world you bring.
A title is gifted,
One of honor,
A status that with expectations glean.
When you become a parent,
No one tells you,
Of the sacrifice.
That for this status, you'll lose yourself.
No one will dry your eyes.

In the midnight hours,
And the early morns,
I cannot help but miss the silence.
During the days,
That drag on for years,
All I want is peace, quiet.
Parents is a phrase,
Meant to come with two.
It's a partnership,
You and I,
Me and you.
But I'm often alone,
I give more of me,
Sacrificed my job, my life, my body.
And you,
My partner,
Scoff and groan,
That I'd expect a spot of aid,
For I can't do this alone.
So I give another piece,
Of who I was.
I can feel myself beginning to break.
But,
I hold on, just a minute longer,
Just a day.
For it's at no cost to you,
If I fade away.
I'm the one who feeds those who need sustenance,
The one who keeps the house from disaster.
I'm the one losing sleep,
Each night our baby cries.
I put down my pen,
And close every story,
Though I've had hardly time at all,
Because the children matter more,
And that will be my downfall.
So thus, I say goodbye,
To the woman I used to be.
The one who longed for happiness,
A partner of equality.
I welcome the numb,
So her parting hurts less.
And becoming the cursed word,
That I've both loved and hated.
Because I am a mother,
That's all I'll ever be.
Hello, to the name mom,
Goodbye to me.