Today, nothing asked too much of me.

The weight on my eyelids

felt a little lighter because of it.

Joy crept in

like a crack in the window—

small, steady,

not overwhelming.

A content little one,

a nap that surprised my heart.

Food that left me full.

Tea made with care.

A break in the fog of living—

unexpected.

I did more today

because nothing was asked of me.

It felt like freedom.

Smiles were worn,

carefully,

but they stayed.

~~~~Authors note ~~~~

postpartum has been so hard. Im not who I normally am sleep deprived, touched out, etc. but I felt a moment of peace that wasn’t there before. When things in life are constantly asking and taking it is almost surprising when things go well. Every time I read this poem over I want to hug myself. There are more days like this ahead.