Loving My Partner’s Children

Desiring One of My Own

Yesterday was brilliant
A day of wandering and wonder
Following any and every whim
Chasing the rabbit down yonder

Today was more low key
Spent the day at the beach
Chatted and giggled
Watched the baby babble and reach

*interlude of Amadeus*
“Rebecca!” he says
With some urgency and plenty of annunciation
“Where is she?!” He demands
“Boo!” I whisper yell from the top bunk.. giving him all the information

Scampers up the ladder
To the top bunk where we meet
Without hesitation cuddling into my side
Asking me to massage his calves and feet

Nurturing the boy
Comes easy to me
Love that’s bright and pure
The way it’s meant to be

His dad comes in
Telling him it’s time to go to bed
I want to follow and cuddle you both
Hold you hands and rub your heads

I’m still learning
What is ok by you
Without words spoken
I’m hesitant to follow what’s true

What’s true is that I desire
A child of my own
One where this RV
Is more than a temporary home

To travel the world
With a baby on my hip
Someone to call me mom
Invited on every trip

A child free of baggage
From an emotionally unstable parent
One is trauma bonded with their ex
Uses her child as a venting outlet, apparent

Deeply desiring
A partner who wants to start new
One who sees the world in these eyes
Willing to sail the ocean blue