Motherhood lives in fragments — in the in-between moments, the questions without answers, the things we only realise once they’ve passed. In our series ‘An Ode to Motherhood’, we invited mothers and creatives we deeply admire to each share a personal work that reflects their own version of that experience — not polished or perfected, but real. In this piece, a poem titled ‘time’, @jordi_pordi reflects on time as something both given and spent — a currency that feels infinite, until it isn’t. Photo credit: @lisa.sorgini Read the full poem on our Journal. Link in bio.