Barefoot and Pregnant-- haikus and more
folding and sorting
laundered boxers in my hands
pseudo "outdoor fresh"
barefoot and pregnant
and cold under my feet lies
life-like wood "Pergo"
embracing routines
stereotypes leading me
around by vacuum
Dinner's on the stove
and I'm setting the table.
"Hey Honey, I'm home."
There's no other place
there is just this home I make
for you and me and
baby reminding
us soon daily with his eyes
of our naked love.
There's no other place
there is just this home we make
for our happiness.
I've always said that I've been every girl. Woman. And well, the experiences just keep coming. Wife. Check. Pregnant woman. Check. Mother. Check back in a couple of weeks.
But here I am cleaning house, doing laundry, being barefoot and pregnant. It's really quite shocking when I think of it. And at other times, nice and snuggly and wonderful. I'm looking forward to raking and putting the leaves in these pumpkins bags to place out on our lawn. I'm really excited about doing this, but how long will this excite me? The next 20-40 years? And to think of it like that, makes it seems so short. I only get to pack leaves in these adorable pumpkin bags and place them outside our home, maybe 20-40 more times in my life? A suburban life unfolds out in front of me and it's a blink of laughter and leaves and tears and blond children of various ages traipsing through. Dad always said that life went by faster and faster the older you got (like toilet paper) and now that I see it unfolding out before me, I finally have a glimpse at how quick this will go. I'm standing on the threshold of a family life of more routine and stereotypes. More glorious routines and stereotypes where I'm raising my kids and loving my husband. Day in and day out and I'm thrilled. These our new times for me, for us and I'm ecstatic to be experiencing it with Dan. I really love my husband and I think that makes all the difference. We can be freaked out and happy and awed and frightened as individuals and as a couple. We are a team here in this undertaking and I feel completely blessed to be here in this home, with this husband, in this health.
laundered boxers in my hands
pseudo "outdoor fresh"
barefoot and pregnant
and cold under my feet lies
life-like wood "Pergo"
embracing routines
stereotypes leading me
around by vacuum
Dinner's on the stove
and I'm setting the table.
"Hey Honey, I'm home."
There's no other place
there is just this home I make
for you and me and
baby reminding
us soon daily with his eyes
of our naked love.
There's no other place
there is just this home we make
for our happiness.
I've always said that I've been every girl. Woman. And well, the experiences just keep coming. Wife. Check. Pregnant woman. Check. Mother. Check back in a couple of weeks.
But here I am cleaning house, doing laundry, being barefoot and pregnant. It's really quite shocking when I think of it. And at other times, nice and snuggly and wonderful. I'm looking forward to raking and putting the leaves in these pumpkins bags to place out on our lawn. I'm really excited about doing this, but how long will this excite me? The next 20-40 years? And to think of it like that, makes it seems so short. I only get to pack leaves in these adorable pumpkin bags and place them outside our home, maybe 20-40 more times in my life? A suburban life unfolds out in front of me and it's a blink of laughter and leaves and tears and blond children of various ages traipsing through. Dad always said that life went by faster and faster the older you got (like toilet paper) and now that I see it unfolding out before me, I finally have a glimpse at how quick this will go. I'm standing on the threshold of a family life of more routine and stereotypes. More glorious routines and stereotypes where I'm raising my kids and loving my husband. Day in and day out and I'm thrilled. These our new times for me, for us and I'm ecstatic to be experiencing it with Dan. I really love my husband and I think that makes all the difference. We can be freaked out and happy and awed and frightened as individuals and as a couple. We are a team here in this undertaking and I feel completely blessed to be here in this home, with this husband, in this health.