A writing, soul sister who I met on Blogher, jokingly started this poem by rewriting one of my articles . She chopped out all the flub words from a prose short story. I was swept up in the spirit of revision and kept writing. inerertoldher writes at thegirls
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I could feel my body relax
As I curled up
In my favourite chair.
1 through 4
Were all tucked in
Alone.
At last.
Smiling to myself
I began to read
Savouring the words,
Enjoying the
quiet.
But, then I heard it.
‘The noise’
You know…
I threw the book
Ran upstairs
To my daughter’s room..
Too late.
Vomit. Everywhere.
Poor baby.
Cleaned, changed,
Lovingly tucked into my bed.
To the laundry room
Heard it again.
Running…
Too late.
Vomit. Everywhere.
Poor Baby.
Cleaned, changed
Lovingly tucked into her bed
with the nice clean sheets.
Back to the laundry.
Heard it again
Take three, take four
Vomit. Everywhere.
Mounds of stinking laundry
Meanwhile,
Number littlest, # 4 woke up
Back to the baby…
One step, two step,
Where did he go?
I slipped and almost fell.
Number 4 had found 3 litres of oil
And dumped
ALL of it
He was rolling in oil,
Splashing with glee.
My mouth
Dropped open;
I almost cried
Instead
Hysterical giggles bubbled up
Then gales of laughter.
I leaned against the wall
Slowly sliding
Till I sat
Laughing till my sides ached
Legs stuck straight out
Slippery baby,
Dripping in oil.
Bathed him
Nursed back to sleep.
Scooped up oil
Washed the floor
Again and again
Husband returned
Slipped
Sent Flying
Arms Flailing
Legs Scrambling
Almost crashing to the floor
“Gee Mel, What happened ?”
I glare.
Throw up my hands and bellow
Aaaaahhhhh!
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Gosh, that sounds like fun. Not. I have the utmost respect for people like you – people that can legitimately be called, “Mother.” It doesn’t confound me. I know where your JOY, your strength, your patience comes from. But still, you are human after all, and, well, God bless you.
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🙂
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I was just having fun! You are too funny! It does work though!
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yup
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I came back here just to giggle! 🙂
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good
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I am ashamed to say that it took my husband and I a bit of time and practice to handle these type situations. We are in a groove now though. Praise God. I hate throw up.
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laughing
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It kind of reminds me of work….except the oil part, lol.
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🙂
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I’m glad you could laugh about it. Wow, Moms work harder than I do!
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well, I did that night!
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