I crave happy giggles,
singing songs , skipping through
the house and sidewalks, holding little hands,
pointing at balloons and airplanes overhead.
I miss healthy glows, morning cuddles, full tummies
from hot oatmeal and toasted bagels, full nights of sleep
and feeling rested, trips to the museum, to the park, to the store,
hot cleansing baths instead of cooling ones.
I crave normalcy, routine, down time, time OUT.
I miss the playful me, the patient me, the me my family expects.
I miss my family. I miss the life I love.
Three weeks of pneumonia, flu, strep, ear infections, viruses, fevers
and overall malaise is making me a mommy I don’t want to be.
I don’t recognize this screamy, impatient, sad, angry, forgetful mommy.
I miss me. And so does my family.
So if anyone can place a call to someone, somewhere and ask them
to send this sickness somewhere else, I would really love you.
And bake you some delicious cupcakes.