3:30 a.m. - 4:15 a.m
dog chunder
paper towels, rags, scalding water, disinfectant
the washing machine mocks the sacred silence of night
4:15 a.m. - 4:45 a.m.
my husband talks nonsense in his sleep
breaking into the nonsense of my busy mind
5:00 a.m.
The door creaks open slowly
the blackened figure floats to my bedside
"I'm scared."
Little body next to mine
so close we're breathing the same air
I ponder his latest obsession with alien abduction
and wonder if by chance aliens have left one of their own
5:15 a.m.
birds begin singing in the darkness
5:45 a.m.
alarm
sometimes morning is a welcome break,
Dog beds and washing machines don't work together.
Not even on the hand washables cycle.
They explode like a flowering pear in spring.
4 comments:
Well...that's a great way to start your day!
Hope you have time for a nap later!
'phone home, Nick. phone home!'
Being a Mom is definitely the hardest job there is! I LOVE my sleep and think I would have been a lot more hesitant to have children if I'd know how little of it I would get. And I just have ONE!
Hope tonight is much more restful for you!
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