I wrote in my earlier post today that “The joys of becoming a Mum must, for most women, be the absolute pinnacle of their life. Something we men cannot even begin to imagine.”
An even harder thing to imagine is the absolute pain and anguish of not being able to have children when your mind and body is telling you that you need to have a baby, you must have a baby, you desperately want to be a Mum.
I cannot even begin to understand how awful that must be and how helpless those ladies must feel.
Then, of course, there are those who choose not to have children, for whatever reason. My daughter is amongst these as she is severely epileptic, and has other health issues. She took the decision, very early on, not to have children.
I wrote the following a few days ago, having met an old friend, a lovely lady who I know would have dearly loved to have had children but, sadly, never did.
She would have been the perfect mum, but that was not to be.
She dreamed of babes, and sleepless nights, that she would never see.
She kept alive her forlorn hope for twenty years and more,
but deep down in her heart she knew, she really knew the score!
She always was the perfect aunt to many girls and boys.
She lavished them with love and hugs and far too many toys,
but deep down in her heart she knew, it sometimes made her glum.
She really knew that she was meant to be the perfect Mum.
Well done Peter, beautifully written.
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Thank you Ivor. We got the easy life being men!
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Beautiful Peter. Sensitive to the hearts of others ❤
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Thank you Colleen. I try to be – just as you do!
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We need club badges. ❤
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A wonderful poem! I never had children… by mutual choice with my husband. nevertheless, now that it is past the point of having them, I often wonder what a child of mine would have been like. I too, try to be a good ‘aunt’ to my friends’ kids and now grandkids!
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In my experience some of the best Mom’s have no children of their own!
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That’s a lovely thought!
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What a touching post and timely. I can’t even begin to imagine the pain of longing for children and not being fortunate to bear them. An ache without salve. Too many people are insensitive to this age-old torment – your words remind those that need to be reminded and comfort those in need of comfort in a lovely way.
As an aside, I have been absent for several weeks whilst I effected a rather major move. Now that I am settled it is a pleasure to be able to dip back into the blog-pool and over time I will catch up with all I have missed. And of course, write some of my own too, thought that may be construed as a threat rather than a delight 😉
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I like being threatened in that way. I can now call off the search parties; and thank you for your kind comment.
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*sighs of relief* …. promise it won’t be too long and in terms of my comment to you – every word meant from the bottom of my heart ❤️
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So lovely Peter and sad as well!
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Thank you Lynn.
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