Let it Go: A Ballad of Parenthood


The TV glows white on the couch tonight,
Not a toddler to be seen,
A moment of isolation,
Makes me feel like I’m the queen.

Bedtime was howling and I think I might have cried,
Couldn’t keep it in, heaven knows I tried

Don’t you give in, don’t give them treats
Be the good Mom you always have to be
Make meals, make deals
They’ll never know….
Cause once they know…….

Let it go, let it go
You don’t get pedicures anymore
Let it go, let it go
You pee with an open door

I don’t care
What my mother says
Turn the Ipad onnnnnnn!
The mess never bothered me anyway…

It’s funny how some children
Makes everything seem small
And the things that once seemed big
Don’t matter now at all

It’s time to control this zoo
To set the limits they break through
No cookies, no brownieeeeeees
We’re sugar free!

Let it go, let it go
A Lego hit me in the eye!
Let it go, let it go
You better stop your crying!

Hold my hand!
No! You walk this way!!
The TV should not be onnnnnnn!

My power flurries laundry all over and on the ground
My soul is spiraling in chicken nuggets all around
And one thought comes to me as I pick up toys so fast.
I want a hot bath!
A bath– I said a bath!!!!!

Let it go, let it go
I pack lunches at the break of dawn.
Let it go, let it go
My twenty year old body is gone!

Here I stand
It’s another day!
Let parenthood rage on…
The mess never bothered me anyway.


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