I dreamed last night that I was pregnant with twins, due in two months, but that I had forgotten all about it because I was consumed with getting Jojo off to college. I just woke up one morning wondering why I was so fat! While I was looking at my belly, I saw the babies moving and I suddenly remembered. Oh, shit. I forgot about that! Gene was mad at me because I had no clue where the OB office had moved to and those babies were squirming.
No fears, friends, my fat at this point is all my own and my baby equipment is gone, gone, gone. But I guess it is time to look around and see what has escaped my attention lately. Probably wouldn't hurt to lose the mama fat I've been carrying around for 18 plus years. Also, I need to figure out how to turn on my writing switch again. And I'm going to clean. That's as far as I've gotten, but I'm sure other squirming babies that I've been overlooking will appear. I hope they're friendly little critters and not biters.
2 comments:
The twins represent two fantastic poems, or two great publication credits you're about to create!
Goodness, that would be nice! But it seems like I need to get back to work if that is going to happen :-)
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