Days filled with kids
Are also filled
With laundry
Dishes
And dirty floors
Playtime and bedtime
Seem like the best time
To get things done
Kids are occupied
And I can work
Uninterrupted
But today,
Though the baby
was happy
And the older kids
were playing
I don’t get up
And rush around
To clean and accomplish
Instead, I relax
Cuddling the baby
Who won’t always be a baby
Watching his siblings
Who are growing
Too fast
But whose voices
still ring
With the sweetness
Of youth
Their laughter
And squeals
Echo through our small house
And reverberate in my heart
I feel a little rebellious
Not worrying
About being efficient
But a stronger
Sparkly feeling
Of joy
Fills my insides
And wraps
Around my whole being
I am reluctant
To miss the moment
Doing something so mundane
As laundry
So I don’t
I sit
And listen
And laugh
Homework questions
Ridiculous stories
Made up songs
About best friends
Dresses
Barbies
And the American flag
Are par
For the course
What can I say
We are
Equal opportunity artists
I let the baby “stay up”
While we eat dinner
Together
A rare event
With a small baby
We listen
Eat great food
And watch DGirl
Take bites
In between headstands
I don’t worry
About her tablemanners
For once
It is freeing
And a little
Like living
At the circus
Fun
And
A bit crazy
After dinner
Business
As usual
Commences
Showers
Storytime
Snuggling
I love the scent
The feel
The sound
Of my family
So I didn’t get
All the laundry done
Today
It will still be there
Tomorrow
I love my life
Laundry
And
All
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