He always called me needy.
Lonely girl never loved before.
He gave me his keys, a big mistake
I let myself in his front door.
I sat where he sat.
I drank what he drank.
I wanted to do whatever he did.
I drove where he was.
I loved him because,
I knew that he was it.
He had no choice but to love me back,
I wasn’t going away.
Five years later he gave me a ring,
He knew I’d say okay.
He always called me needy.
All my attention on him was spent.
So I had three kids to keep me busy,
And now he’s wondering where I went.
Shelley says
I often wonder how things will change with my husband and me after we have children.
Bet he wishes he hadn’t taken your neediness for granted now! :-)
Gigi says
Funny how we change and grow in confidence when we have children. I know without a doubt I’m not the same needy woman he married. I wonder if he misses her?
Dumb Mom says
There are WAY worse things he coulda called you. I mean I can give you a list if you want…
Dumb Mom says
I won’t. Give you a list. But, I will say that he’s lucky he met you first otherwise this whole thing woulda gone a different way. Me and you woulda made bootiful babies. By ordering them. From a catalog. In a fancy fertility clinic. Or online. There’s still time. You could leave Pat. For me?
kathy says
@Dumb Mom – LOL!
@MamaKat – wow! Great poem! He’s wondering where you went….maybe he’ll find out when the kids are out of the house! Though I hope he finds you again before that time :-)
June Freaking Cleaver says
Sweet poem. Now instead of neediness, there’s real need between you both.
And I bet once the babies are a bit older, you’ll have more time for him, and you’ll find yourselves enjoying more adult time together.
Shawna says
Wow, I had a completely different interpretation after first reading it, because of my own experiences I guess. When you wrote, “Now he’s wondering where I went,” I keyed in on the “I” meaning that who you were disappeared because you had doted on him so much…your identity disappeared, between adoring him and busying yourself with the children, there was no more you in YOU. That’s what I love about poetry. There are so many different interpretations that can be made. And once a writer releases a poem into the universe, it doesn’t exactly belong to her anymore. It belongs to the reader in a way.
The poem is very moving, by the way. It gave me goose bumps…or chill bumps, as my husband would say. See, I’ve even taken up his way of speaking over my own! In marriage, you can’t help but take on some of the other’s characteristics and personality. Hopefully just not TOO much!
Ambrosia says
@Shawna – that’s exactly how I interpreted it as well.
@MamaKat – beautiful. I love this poem – it really mirrors how I have been feeling lately. I was just thinking this morning that I’ve always been chasing a boy – through high school to college, drop out of college to chase another boy, marry him, now chasing my own three little boys. Wonder when I can just be me instead of chasing boys.
Eve@BeautifulSpitUp says
What a wonderful poem! My husband used to call me Needy Evie. We just had our first baby six months ago…I wonder what he’ll call me after three kids. Thanks for the awesome blog!
Angel says
Powerful Kat bet Pat is kicking himself now cause you weren’t needy you were passionate about him, and being with him.. Needy pffttt
Sugar Mama says
For some reason this made me feel sad. I’d be interested to hear your interpretation of it… because I took it as you were and still are a lonely girl.
Bobbi-Jo {The High Family} says
I loved this poem and can totally relate to it!
Aging Mommy says
Lovely poem. Ah yes, how things change when you become a parent. After three years it is something my husband and I are still learning to adjust to, the lack of time for each other.
Tristina says
Awwww beautiful…
And y’all need a date night.
For serious.
Angie says
SO funny. I’d never think of you as needy.
Karen @ Time Crafted says
Fantastic! I suspect I’ll be chuckling over this one all day! :>
Totally get him wondering where you went….maybe leave him a treasure map to find you! :>
Jennifer says
Hilarious, yet sweet! We were married for 5 years before we had kids. And I remember times when he was deployed and I worked full time, but was still absolutely bored to tears. I wandered around wondering what to do with myself. Now, I want to slap that person silly… there is so much I want to do now and don’t have the time. And bored? That never happens anymore.
Kat says
Beautiful poem. Wish I had some time to write poetry… no wait, more than time I need some brain nuerons functioning once the kiddos are in bed. Instead I read other blogs and poetry! Glad to have found yours!
PS: isn’t it crazy how much confidence can be gotten from having children? I used to be too shy to order food, now I will order whatever you want just make my children stop calling my name over and over!
Mama Mary says
So many of us can relate to this! We sing such a different song now as moms don’t we?
nic @mybottlesup says
oh my… this is really powerful. and sad. but so real.
Tammy @ Not Just Paper and Glue says
In less than two weeks I will no longer be a homeschool mom because my son will be graduating. Lately I have been wondering who that gal is that looks at me through the mirror every day. It is strange how life takes us through different paths and with that we change – hopefully for the better.
Carol says
A lovely poem; except. Did he lose you, or did you just stop being needy? Please tell me you just stopped being needy and he loves the more grown-up, more confident you.
Jill says
I thought of it the way Shawna did. Great poem!
Los says
I guess kids will change everything … for the better, I hope!
Rebecca @ Unexplained X2 says
Love it…my husband wonders the same thing!
Recently someone (can’t remember b/c the Crazies have fried my brain) did a post on what she was like when she was her husband’s girlfriend. Boy, did that bring back memories!!!
Andrea says
I loved this. Truly loved it. I think however we read it (I read it as you’re not needy anymore, because you’re too NEEDED as mom = MIA for hubby!) it’s got a huge intense meaning. I love that you tossed it on out there!
Lucy says
Perhaps it is my age (nearing 50) but I do not understand the beauty in the neediness of this love. I do not understand not having adult time just because you have children. I am of the belief that children pretty much own our time from morning until 8:00pm. But I knew that no matter how long my day was if I could make it to 7:00 pm (the start of bath time with the reading of a book and bed time to follow) I would have time for myself, spouse and/or friends.
Put the kids to bed early, light a few candles, put on your favorite love songs and enjoy love – the reason for having kids.
Rachel {at} Mommy Needs a Vacation says
I def. would not classify you as needy. Tell him you will be back when all the kids are in college.
stu pidasso says
Mama Kat,
it has been too long since I stopped by and read what you had to say.
AND AM I GLAD I DID!!
that was an amazing poem. the words flow gracefully off my tongue and I can feel the clingy emotion wanting to stick to me as I read it.
Well done and another example why you are one of the best bloggers around.
Thanks for the smile.
Stu
Christy says
totally read this and went … wait … did Mama Kat just reply to herself? lol!
Christy says
oh, I thought that was going to reply to a particular comment … like the one from Kathy … oops
loved this poem! great job Mama Kat!
witchycrazymommy says
This is powerful and sad at the same time. I had a similar moment a couple of months ago, I have often wondered where “I” went. But in the past month I saw “me” again. It took a tragic event to do that, but I did.
I see you as a wonderful,elegant,powerful woman, I’m pretty sure Pat will see that again too.
http://www.witchycrazymommy.com/2010/08/random-thought.html
Your Southern Peach says
Lovely! My hubby once told me not to depend on him for “my happiness.” So I solved that problem and had two beautiful sons that make me smile every day! I call them my love angels. Best wishes to finding “I” again. Beautiful sentiments.
Karin Katherine says
I remember when my hubby used to tell me he didn’t care if I cooked dinner. This was before we had 5 kids (4 of whom are picky little eaters) and I used to spend my days cooking 4 course meals from scratch.
ah, the changes we go through in our relationships. It keeps a marriage lively!