The mannequin and the slippers poetry

The ups and downs of the working mum,
The exhaustion and stress and the love that comes.
The pushing of boundaries and not doing as they are told
They are a lot of work but my heart they will always hold.

All our efforts we make for our girls and our boys,
All the work that goes in to ensure they have their toys.
The anger and the tears when mum gets it wrong,
Mums, not an expert, sometimes we just try to sing along.

Today a happy walk to the town,
Became ignored in a sales assistants frown.
Two kids playing and crawling on the floor,
People watching adding to the mum war.

A mission to buy the kids new pyjamas,
Featured two children in a shop fighting over slippers.
Mum shouting and a sales assistant saying stop
Mum trying to find clothes, caught on the hop.

They also walked off to play with a mannequin,
Mum said no, the kids holding both its hands.
They gave them to the sales assistant who found it fun,
Mum was embarrassed and wanted to run.

The dramas of taking two children shopping,
The long walk home, the cold not relenting.
The January darkness, the lights from the cars,
But too cloudy tonight to see the stars.

The relief to get home and finally have dinner,
Chips and sausages tonight a definite winner.
The kids have gone straight to bed tonight,
Mum gave them a kiss, said sleep well, night night.

Now able to sit here with daddy watching the soaps,
Day off tomorrow, the kids might be good, mum hopes.
Achy and tired after work and her long walk,
Mum sits now too exhausted to talk.

The work and the battles our children put us through,
We all carry on giving our love as new.
The strength and the energy and the work it takes,
The test of love that our children make.

The support we give and the love they bring,
A family working together through everything.
Life goes by, hold your family close,
For in life their importance is the most.

Have you children ever embarrassed you shopping? What are your stories?

The mannequin and the slippers today really happened. I was one tired and embarrassed mum.

For more poetry here is another poem.  https://justmuddlingthroughlife.co.uk/2018/10/31/poetry-we-are-all-important/