Domesticity

[carahmellow]

I'm working on this one.. and it's not coming together as smoothly as I would like. Any basic critiques anyone has would be helpful. I want it to be a bit more conversational... not too flowery in it's prose... I think the theme works better that way. but it feels like it's lacking something. Also... title? 

Domesticity

I worked hard today
as a woman at home.
Laundry and dishes,
all alone.
Dinner is prepped,
dentists are called,
wood floors mopped,
garbages hauled.

I relaxed for a moment,
took a light rest;
I work past five,
as the steward of our nest.
But when your car
rolls into the drive,
I jump to my feet,
into chores I dive.

Even though you assure me
and know how I move,
self-doubt makes me feel
like I have something to prove.
I need sound to come
from my lone falling tree,
gratitude is validated 
when being perceived.