Linda, welcome back! seriously. I've missed your writing so much over the few years and hope you've been well. You know those times where you think back to old PnQ days and wonder how that person is? So glad you're back, whether for the moment or however long or much.
What's always reached me so much about your poetry IS your voice, unflinchingly honest and genuine, like you are sharing the good and the bad, the ups and the downs.
I am not a mother, nor can I imagine being one, but you sharing this with us, the vulnerability and earnestness that you eat others' leftovers just to keep going, that other parts of you are perhaps neglected or not tended to enough because you give that much of yourself to your family. I feel only a fraction of what must be intense but necessary, that your kids keep you going in a way and because they DO need you.... the images and moments of exhaustion here paired with what I perceived as the overwhelming sense of home in ending the day with your husband. Knowing that those it may be chaos, there is purpose and this family gives you that "oomph" to keep going. To not give up.
Powerful and just... awesome. Happy to see you back :)