there is room
enough
for all the good times
all the days where everything is shiny
the kids are running around
and playing nicely
all the stuffed animals are lined up
and pampered
by their human caretakers
there are muffins baking in the oven
and good music is playing in the kitchen
the cups of tea are endless, and
always perfectly warm
everyone brushes their teeth
without me asking
and the dirty laundry
finds it way into the laundry basket
the dog has no accidents
we all snuggle on the couch reading out loud
the homework gets finished without tears
and
my glass of wine is waiting for me
when i come down from putting the kids to bed
early
but there is also room for
all the tough times
when the kids are terrible to each other
and i try to take a shower and someone runs in bleeding
the dog poops on the floor
and someone walks through it
my hands can't warm up
nobody takes a nap
the floors are covered in dirty clothes and wet towels
there is nothing to make for dinner
except mac and cheese
which only one child will agree to eat
the husband is away
bedtime makes me want to cry
and i am out of wine.
there is room for both in my life
i embrace
the hard days
because i know that on the other side
are easier ones
and
i embrace
the wabi sabi days,
the balance of struggle and ease
