Just Another Day in the Life...

Let me just say... for all the mamas out there... this is for you.  For all the soon-to-be mamas out there... this is for you too.  If you are already a mama, you will laugh, shake your head at your own embarrassments and completely relate.  If you are a soon-to-be mama... don't let this scare you for all of us mamas wouldn't want it any other way.  But consider yourself warned.  {Now, you are in the know.}

And let this be my pre-face for this poem needs a pre-face... and a disclaimer and probably a prologue but I'm too lazy.  So in my pre-face I should tell you that I believe one key to happiness is laughter.  And I am very happy in my life and I am laughing... a lot.  Laughing at myself, at my kiddos and at the craziness that can surround some days and moments in our lives as full-time mamas.  This poem in no-way-shape-or-form means that I am not grateful or that I don't love my life... because I am and I do.  This is just my way at laughing at all that occurs in a day (and laughing at the fact that it actually all does occur in one day) and me poking fun at my harder moments as a mom and giving myself some grace in the meantime.

{And... I would like to add that this is not the case for all mamas... some have easy babies and some have their @%#* together... neither of which is me.}

Just another day in the life...

What day is it?  I don't know.  Alarm says beep and I go back to sleep.
Wake up, sand in my eyes, messy hair-- I don't care

What to wear?  Whatever fits.  Not my jeans by all means.
Yoga pants, leggings, t-shirt, shoes that don't hurt.

Alarm goes off, monitors beeping, kids awake, beds to make.
Diaper changes, teeth brushed, clothes to put on, mama's yawn.

Up the stairs, down the stairs, up and down and back around.
Breakfast ready, come and get it, booster seat, make them eat.

It's just another day in the life...

Vitamins and medicine, each food group, and I smell poop.
Round two of diaper changes, the kitchen's dirty, it's only 8:30.

Take out the trash, clean the bottles, scrape the grime, tummy time.
Hot Dog dance, building towers, playing cars, off to Mars.

Silly faces, baby talk, throw in the wash, oh my gosh.
Bouncing baby, again and again, picking up toys, lots of noise.

Shhh... inside voices, daddy's working, "How 'bout a snack?" My aching back.
Snack gets spilled, "No worries." Brush off the dirt... for a little won't hurt.

It's just another day in the life...

Get kids in the car, one at a time, pack diaper bag, wave the white flag.
Grocery shopping, no room in the cart, kiddos resist, to heck with the list.

Lunchtime eating, crackers and cheese-- a quick bite for me... is a victory.
Playtime before nap and more diaper changing, a resisting child-- mad, hyper and wild.

Time.  Out.  "Say you're sorry." Someone's cranky... milk and a blankie.
Kids are fussing. Talking, singing. Will they sleep?  Then not a peep.

Naptime, finally... you've come at last. Time for chores. Down on all fours.
Cleaning, straightening, putting away. Starting the to-do's... wishing for a snooze.

It's just another day in the life...

Baby's crying, kids awake. Naptime is through... peace and quiet is too.
Grouchy faces, whimpers and cries, snuggles are in order, being a mama hoarder.

Changing diapers, then more snacks. Rattles, play mats and cowboy hats.
Finish the laundry, fold the clothes.  Choo Choo trains and paper airplanes.

Nakey time, start the bath.  Pee on the floor and the clothes you wore.
Splashing, splashing, tub overflow.  Sit your derriere on the potty chair.

Jammies, lotion. Wiggles and giggles.  Time for dinner, we've got a beginner.
Food on the floor.  Food in the hair.  Food on the wall.  A bedtime stall.

It's just another day in the life...

Even more playtime, daddy's here.  Hide and seek.  Tiptoe and sneak.
Piggy backs and dinosaur roars. Shooting free throws, hang up clothes.

Sleepy baby, tiny yawns. Snuggle, dip, bounce and skip.
Kiss and love and say goodnight.  Put baby down without a sound.

Time for reading lots of books. "Just one more." And the big 'ignore.'
Five books later and ready for bed.  Prayers and love and all of the above.

Tiptoe quietly out of the room.  Down goes the sun.  Another day done.
Wake up tomorrow on a brand new day. I get to repeat, a life ever so sweet.

It's just another day in the life...