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Finding Beauty in the Repetition of Parenting {Day 15}

repetition of parenting poetrymy life is cased inside so many parentheses

one curve just a reverse,

a repeat of the first

wakeup and bedtime

opening and closing parentheses

form the construct of our days

the one begets the other

and sandwiched between:

cereal O’s (maybe I love these too)

peanut butter and jelly time (every day!?)

bathtime (wash, rinse, repeat)

“Mommy, I need a wipe” (again?)

“Mommy, I’m hungry” (again?)

“Mommy, come play-read-sing to me” (again?)

the song plays on repeat

and don’t you love to hear your favorite song (but it’s probably kid songs playing!)

come on the radio just one more time?

We wake to sleep, one echoing the other

Mommy, Mommy, Mommy

swinging from beds to breakfast to baskets to bath and back again

the tempo never rests

and when this song echos into silence

the refrains so repeated

continue in my pulse

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Parenting is full of such repetition. Some would say such monotony.

Repetition is actually a very important literary construct. Sure, in some poems, repetition might be used to show monotony of the subject, but that’s hardly the only purpose of repetition in literature. In poetic form, repetition is vital for cadence, form or structure, and emphasis.

Can we say the same about the repetition of parenting? What if we let the “mundane” repeated tasks provide a rhythm to our lives, instead of feeling like they beat us down? Could every mealtime be a refrain of togetherness? Every book read over and over a pleasant chorus?

Routines don’t have to bore us – they can provide form and structure, helping our children feel secure, and learn valuable lessons about organizing time.

The daily laundry, cleaning, even constant harping to pick up toys (I can’t resist pointing out that harping can have two meanings!)… could we instead allow these daily beats to emphasis the beauty of caring for a child from birth to adulthood?

Mama, I know it seems like the thousandth time you’ve told them to pick up their LEGO bricks. Or the millionth reading of Goodnight Moon. And if they take off their shoes in the car one more time…

But… let the repetition of parenting provide a tempo for you to sing to. Form the anatomy of your family body. Become the highlight of your days.

Like all repercussions… eventually the echos even fade into silence. Enjoy the song while it lasts. Then let it play on in your heart.repetition of parenting poetry

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Lisa

Thursday 16th of October 2014

What a cool series.

Lisa

Thursday 16th of October 2014

What a cool series.

Amanda

Wednesday 15th of October 2014

Love this post! Especially the poetry...the line about parantheses makes me so happy!

Amanda

Wednesday 15th of October 2014

Love this post! Especially the poetry...the line about parantheses makes me so happy!

Mary Clare Evans

Wednesday 15th of October 2014

Ah, the endless repetition of parenting. Only today my son was asking about dinner. I looked at him with a serious face and said, "Dinner? Didn't you eat yesterday?" He grinned in reply. It is true that routine and rhythm create security in our kids and teach them to trust the world. Thanks for the beautiful post.

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