Someone, grant me the serenity
To accept that I cannot kill my children;
Courage to not scream uncontrollably;
And wisdom to know how to fix or replace things.
Living one moment at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting broken furniture as a test;
Taking, as other parents before me, this crazy environment
As it is, and not how I dream it;
Trusting that somehow things will be okay
If I surrender to parenthood;
That I may enjoy the good times
And be supremely happy once they have children of their own
Forever returning the mayhem.