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How Was Your Day? *A Poem*

wake up at about 5 just to get the little one ready
I'm tired but still inspired, pacing myself keeping it steady
Spooning out lunch, prepping breakfast picking out her dress,
peek in the room its still too soon she's not ready to get up yet
go brush my teeth glance at my phone its time to get the little one up
lift little miss, give her a kiss then pour chocolate milk in her favorite cup
send her to brush her teeth, shes still half asleep and crying just a little bit
I never worry still have to hurry so I talk her through it
I get her dressed put on her jacket and put her lunch box in her hand
hugs and a kiss to little miss run back to handle biz, I got another morning to plan
walk in the room reach up and tap big girl on the top bunk
she slowly rises, without surprises and smiles at me yawns and lets out a little grunt
climbing down with a frown she shuffles to start her routine
within the next hour I need to be out the shower and hitting the highway scene
I pick out her clothes and lay them on her bed
I tell her don't eat the cheerios eat the pancakes in the microwave instead
Come out the bath getting dressed, checking out the weather
check my phone.. Time check... still keeping it together
put on my clothes, check big girl she is looking a mess
take the time to press rewind and help her get dressed
7:04 out the door, see big girl off on the bus stop
no need to say this highway is going to look like a parking lot
get going blast some tunes and set out for my work commute
slacks and blazer, not too much flavor no time for tight suits
enter the job, greet the snobs, the nice ones and the phonies
find some time to relax my mind and email a few of the homies
by 6pm I'm home again and seasoning some fish
serve up the kiddies sitting pretty they tell me it tastes delish
put them in the shower within 2 hours its time to tuck them in
I get some rest so I wont be too stressed to do it all again
Tomorrow I'll wake up in the morning, stretch out and start yawning
and do my routine without a fuss
single mother like no other, no one can do it like us!

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  1. TaiMay 23, 2012 at 9:08 PM

    You are awesome! You got it down EXACTLY! The S on the chest may fade, but the kids always manage to scrawl it back on in a Black extra wide sharpie no less! Keep doing it my luv....

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