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of all things!
she turned 2,
the week i turned 50!
and now comes the hard part.
i don't get to be nice grandma,
i have to be bad butt mama
to all of her "grabhand", obstreperous activity.
it is not fair i tell you!
i wanted to be the fun, auntie mame grandma
who teaches her about the finer things in life,
instead
i am the worn-out drudge mommy,
with achy hands and arms,
sleepless
hormonal
edgy
and yet...
despite our vast age difference
and the shotgun blast of fate that caused it,
her face lights up like christmas when i come home from the store,
or pick her up in the gym nursery,
or pick her up from her crib...
and when we fall into each other
into the rocking chair,
about 9 in the evening.
the moon shines on us through her bedroom window,
and we blow kisses to the moon.
we are wrapped together in the best blankie
ever made,
and then we pray...
"Our Father Who art in Heaven,
Hallowed be Thy Name,
Thy Kingdom come,
Thy will be done,
on earth as it is in Heaven..."
and by the time we finish our prayers,
she sleeps
in my arms,
and my arms don't hurt anymore.
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