A Poem for Adam, my baby boy

As I lie in my bed on the monitor I hear you cry, just 10 more minutes I say to myself with a sigh.

I sit up and stumble out of bed as tired as can be, I tiptoe into your room barely able to see.

I change you and feed you every night and without fail, you always put up a fight.

As I sit here and write these words I’ll give to you, they aren’t to complain about how I do what I do.

I’m letting you know that despite the sleepless nights and the tantrums that you throw, I wouldn’t change this job for anything, you know.

A mother is not a name that every woman gets to know, love for her son is not an expression every woman gets to show.

You are my baby Adam and forever you will be, even when you’re a Father and you see the things I see.

As I lie in my bed on the day you leave for college and say goodbye, just 10 more minutes, I say to myself as I start to cry.