
A Mama's Musings
Poems inspired by the journey of being a mama
© Sonya Cossey Creative
Self care looks different now
I muse and ponder how
I will stay healthy in my mind
What ways I can find
To process reflect write and grow
And maintain peace when my ducks are disturbed out of their neat row
Adaptability perhaps is not a strength of mine
Staying cool, calm and collected when things are out of line
But I’ll try
I’ll keep working on me
I want to be the best I can be for my darling pēpi
I want to stay present to my husband also
He’s working so hard to provide for our whānau
This shift of season is the hardest one yet
They warn you of the adjustment but nothing can quite describe it
One day, hour, moment at a time
I’ll keep going and I’ll even put it in a rhyme
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Thank You, God
That when I do not have enough,
There is an infinite supply in you
And when I’m at my end
You will make a way through
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‘I am seen when no one is looking’
The lyric to a song that rings through my head
I listen to it over and over as I sit in bed
Ensuring my baby is fed
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Hours
Midnight
One AM
Two AM
Three AM
Roll by
As you feed, burp, settle, then cry
Another nappy is wet
Then another is full and dirty
I’m wondering if I’ll sleep this side of 6:30
This one feels like an all-nighter
Somehow I’m not surprised
As during the day you mostly had closed eyes
Now they’re open all night long
Which for some reason we think is wrong
But only because of our previously established perception
That daylight is when we wake and darkness is when we’re sleeping
However to you my Lyla Evana,
I suppose the dark is where you discover and experience beauty
So I’ll submit to this new routine whether or not it suits me
In this season more than ever
Sleep has become powerful and precious
Blessed are we to know that even if we lack rest,
Our God is ever gracious
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Running on E
I felt completely empty
Like she’d drained not just my breasts
But everything from within me
Like all I could possibly be
Was being sucked out and spilled
My power bank is dead
My batteries are killed
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Who knew there are so many hours in a day?
It becomes apparent when baby is feeding in this way
On and off the bottle or breast
Constantly hungry, fed is best
The night shift is gruelling
My body needs refuelling
My mug needs refilling
My other breast is spilling
Milk is absolutely everywhere
Soaking into baby’s clothes and my pillows
There’s not enough hands to stop baby’s from being grabby
I’m overwhelmingly grateful to have my husband next to me
He’s getting all the snacks
He’s making every different hot drink
He’s so exhausted he’s shaking
Pushed to the brink
Loyal and adoring and learning and growing
We’re flowing as a family of three
Figuring out how to function on very little sleep
Apologising frequently,
Forgiving quickly
Healing slowly
Adjusting rapidly
We are succeeding in family
Thriving in worship
Experiencing what it is to inherit
Generational wealth in the form of loving parents
Able to love because we were loved first
That’s the foundation of this journey
Love from God
Love for one another
Love formed our baby
Made us a mother and father
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What colour are your eyes going to be?
For 9 months it’s been a mystery
Now you’re here right in front of me
Yet you’ve still got me wondering
What colour are your eyes going to be?
Sometimes they look ocean blue you see
I catch glimpses of Sonya Cossey genes
Then the light shifts and I’m sure I see hazel brown
Those Indonesian eyes handed down
Whatever colour they are now and
Whichever colour they become
When I’m looking into your eyes sweet girl
You know I’m totally undone
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I’m not throwing out my poet clothes yet!!!
This artist-in-mission isn’t in retirement
Yes, I now have another occupation,
But I won’t forsake my God-given vocation
“You shall shine among them like stars lighting up the night sky as you offer them the message of life”
I shall shine in the privacy of dark night as a committed Mama and loving wife
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Poem for Pēpi
Oh my little one
I wonder and dream of who you’ll be
And what life will look like as a family of three
I hope you have the same sparkle of kindness in your eyes as your Papa
His perseverance and loyalty
And just maybe you’ll approach life with creativity and spirituality like me
Darling child I hope we can set you up to soar
To have joy and hope galore
I pray we’d be granted humility
To learn all the things you’ll help us see
And the wisdom to guide you but still let you be free
Our precious pēpi
You’re already loved by so many
There’s so much excitement for your arrival
Within our village, our whānau, this community
What an honour it is to carry and nurture you baby
May you be showered in love, grace and peace
And always feel known, celebrated and seen
©️ Sonya Cossey Creative