Well, SHIT.

1 min readSep 16, 2016


I thought we had an understanding.
I thought we were a team.
Us girls gotta stick together, right?

I should have known
You had a mind of your own
Before you ever even took a breath

When they laid you on my chest
and our eyes first met
you hadn’t cried a bit
Was that adoration I glimpsed

Right before you shit
all over my boobs?
Apparently not
so then

We had a little talk
about not pooping on mommy
and you smiled as you
promptly did it again

I should have known then
you had a mind of your own
and an attitude to match

it shouldn’t be a surprise
when you fight me about
everything under the sun

and even though sometimes
it breaks my heart
and shatters my soul
and infuriates me beyond any anger I’ve known

I want you to know
I’m proud of proud you
owning your own mind
and your fearless way

of jumping
of leaping without looking
of standing -without flinching-
for what you believe in

it’s easy to face a mom

just remember
that one day you’ll face a man

just remember
that mind of your own





I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.