"Look at me Mom" poem

Look at Me, Mom

Look at me, mom

I can do it on my own now

I’ve learned to do so much

Without you, I wouldn’t know how

Eight long hours of labor

Stress, stretch marks and pain

Sleepless nights and long mornings

Yet you still loved me the same

Look at me, mom

I’ve learned to walk

Look at me, mom

I’ve learned to talk

Look at me, mom

Look at what I can do

Look at me, mom

I graduated from high school

Look at me, mom

I’m growing up right before your eyes

They say when you’re having fun

Time passes you by

I’m moving on to college

This brings my eyes to tear

But because of you

I have nothing to fear

You gave me confidence, encouragement,

You gave me self respect

You gave me precious moments and memories

That I’d never forget

Look at me, mom

I can do it on my own

Look at me, mom

Look at how much I’ve grown

Look at me, mom

I am as happy as can be

But I didn’t have to keep saying look at me, mom

Because you were always looking at me

C. C. McFarlan

In this poem, the author expresses her feelings of maturation towards her mother. I feel as if I can connect with this poem because I am my mother’s only son. All throughout my childhood, my mother “babied” me and took care of me with such caution. My father would always tell her, “He’s a boy; you need to leave him alone and let him grow up so he can learn things on his own.” Even at 18 years of age, my mother still attempts to do everything for me. Now my father blames her for my incompetence at certain things. He says I depend on her for things I can do on my own because of the way she catered to me as I developed.

I really feel the same way as the author in this poem. Being in college now, it’s almost as if I scare my mother with every thing I do or adventure I embark on. Instead of just accepting the fact that I am maturing and getting older, she continues to try and “baby” using some discretion since I am in college now. My father continues to preach that I should accept responsibilities for my actions and in a sense, take care of myself since I am 18 years old now. I say to my mother, look at my accomplishments. Look at how big I have gotten now. I know I will always bring fear to my mother’s heart because I’m her only son. I will continue to show my mother and express to her how much I’ve progressed in life, how much I’ve developed and matured in order to make her proud of me.