What leads us home

I want to have more sleep.

But I don’t want to be needed less.

I want to have more time to pursue my own dreams.

But I don’t want to miss out on theirs.

I want to have more quality time with my husband.

But I don’t want to get behind for tomorrow.

I want to go out all night with friends.

But I don’t want to leave my babies.

I want to finish what I start.

But I don’t want to begin the end of this chapter.

I want to know they’ll always be alright.

But I don’t want to overthink everything.

I want to buy something nice for myself.

But I don’t want to feel guilty about it.

I want to show them the way.

But I don’t want to lose myself in the process.

I want to go on holiday with them.

But I don’t want to feel tired the whole time.

I want to have more time in the day.

But I don’t want to spend the whole day cleaning.

I want to hang our family photos.

But I don’t want daily reminders of how fast it’s really going.

I want to do my hair nicely for a change.

But I don’t want to be stressed while doing it.

I want to read up on current affairs.

But I don’t want to worry myself sick for their future.

I want to do more of what I used to enjoy.

But I don’t want to sacrifice the time I won’t get back.

I want to relax more.

But I don’t want to care less.

I want a break.

But I don’t want to miss them.

I want everything.

But I want nothing other than their hearts inside of mine.

I want. I want. I want.

But. But. But.

Overthink. Overthink. Overthink.

Guilt. Guilt. Guilt.

This isn’t simple.

Motherhood is not simple.

But wanting to love them is.

No buts, no overthinking, no guilt.

It’s the answer to every question.

It’s the path that always leads us home.