I Was Not Up
Summer 1972
I have a brand new baby
I love her to pieces
But I am exhausted
I had no idea babies were this much work
It is not like an eight to five job
It is a twenty-four hour job
It’s hot here
We spend a lot of time in the store
Where they have air conditioning
To cool down
Someone says to my husband
“I saw your lights on at two a.m.
Is everything all right?”
My husband says “I wonder why. I wasn’t up.”
I want to kill him.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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