Ode To The At-Work Mom PG Version


You wake each day, pre-dawn, for those
Six seconds to yourself
A hurried cup of bergamot
Then to the pantry shelf

With master-crafted alchemy
You, quickly, stealthily
Make magic (out of stuff I’d miss)
And always healthily!

But sometimes one’s door creaks too soon
The toddler’s up at dawn!
The baby starts to stir as well
But you? Unphased.  Its on!

With oats a-boil and stone fruits cut
Your tea time now messed up
Diaper in right hand, the left,
The toddler’s sippy cup

You sprint the hall length, nimble, swift
Feet hardly hit the ground
*tk-tk-wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh* (think
Bionic Woman sound)

One poop-kit tossed, a bottle gave
Cheek kisses placed just right
You, next, high-five the toddler
For an accidentless night.

Two kids in tow, the scent of joe
Wafts as our room you near
To whisper “Coffee’s on” to me
To wake my sorry rear.

Then back to those preheated pans
Strapped babe in her grub throne
The toddler screams, “I WANT ICE CREAM”
The baby starts to moan

“Kaka” she poops a second time
The fecal-factory
We touch our nose like NOT IT
And the victor here is me

So once again you clean rear end
Without an eyebrow raised, like
magicians pulling tablecloths
(Did you even unsnap her PJs?!)

Your iron chef resourcefulness
(Avo-nanna and cocoa parfait!)
Deserves reward beyond my means
Most important meal – they say

Which oft gets snarfed into our gobs
Without a second look
Till tummies fill and eyeballs glaze
(Uncommon when I cook!)

You primp and groom in the bathroom
Before you’re even missed
(Which stands at four good seconds
As you’ve heard me long insist)

A minute’s chance to sing and dance
The girls twirl to and fro
Well one twirls, one just baby-drunken-stumbles
Let it gooooo.

(You check your watch and gasp. Alas
Your work no leeway lends)
They wail each Disney note and you
Stay Frozen til the end.

Then cherubs turn to walking dead
As you scoot to the door
Like World War Z they grab your knees
And drag along the floor

And then that scream, that well known plea
As six arms tug and jerk
How sad you must get. Wait for it…

But off you go through rain or snow
To bring home family bacon
To make the ends meet seamlessly
Unwavering.  Unshaken.

A boardroom-queen corporate machine
Ten hours with no break
Your peers insist you’re tireless
There, too, you take the cake

At EOD you finally
Drag tail back to our place
For round three of insanity
You put on your game face

While I “dad-clean” with gusto, sure
I sweep stuff under rugs
And indiscriminately toss things
Into random plastic tubs

“They’ve eaten but THIS HOUSE!”
You’d never criticize
Your tolerance precedes you
As you make your way inside

And though the place is wrecked
(We loved-we laughed-we learned all day)
You greet us with your steadfast glow
That At-Work Mama way

But thinking you can settle in
Is nothing but a pipe dream
They’re on you like face-Aliens

The night refrain is much the same
As morning with more books
But the same whirlwind Mama work
To seldom grateful looks

You’ll bathe one, change the other
Then that longed for dual QT.
A toddler on your shoulders
With a baby on your knee.

Then goodnight moon and lights out room
You’re free or so you’d think.
The schedule of an At-Work mom
Could drive a gal to drink.

But not you, no, there’s more to go
You finally do sit
To finish off that crochet coat
Or something else you’ve knit

So thank you for this chance I get
To see my daughters grow
First hand, through the good times
Front row tix to the shit show.

And thank you for your ageless grace
And other traits I lack
Your energy and life skills serve
To  keep we three on track

And thank you for your sacrifices
Too many to list
That let me live in moments
That I otherwise would miss

And thank you for the intimacy
Time through all of it
(No need for bringing sexy back
Your sexy never split!)

So goodnight moon and goodnight kids
And good night tribute poem
Good night winner of the bread
Who makes our house a home

Though Friday, true, no rest for you
It’s universal fact
The At-Work Mama’s mantra is
Weekend? The HECK  is THAT?






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