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The Stomach Bug
There once was a stomach bug that snuck into my place
It was stealth-like and shrewd while it plotted its chase

With its keen little plan it lurked in the dark
As my daughter played Barbies, she'd become its mark

A noise from the family room that sounded not right
Which one of the three was now starting a fight?

"What's wrong? What happened? What did you spill?"
"I said not to much. You don't over-fill..."

Sweet mother! Holy crap! That's not milk, juice or kool-aid
but a pool of vomit she's spewed and sprayed

"Oh baby! What happened? I didn't know you felt sick"
Was this a joke or some evil, unwanted trick?

The vomit was everywhere, webbed in her toes
her hair and her bankies, then it came across my nose

That smell made me urge, I could taste it in my mouth
"Sweet mother of pear!" I wanted to shout

I gagged and I spit, then admitted defeat
there's nothing normal about food that's meshed to your feet.

I took one for the team as I cleaned up the puddles
while my daughter dry-heaved in between Mommy cuddles

It's violent and harsh, but its stay is brief
yet, with two other children it leaves little relief

This bug was now hiding, in the cracks and the walls
Smirking and snickering as the Locke Family falls

Have pity, take mercy for I will fight till the end
as I've no interest in cleaning fluids from either end.

I bid you farewell, with a cramp in my tummy
So unfair, this really bites, cause who takes care of Mummy?

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About Me...Mommy Jingles
I have a wonderful husband, three adorable children, drive a mini-van (what else are we all fitting into), love a good chick-flick and live on an awesome street. I am not a morning person nor will I ever be. I love being a night owl, yet strongly regret it in the morning when the pitter-patter of little feet stampede through the hall. Repeatedly! The fact my kids make it to school on time still amazes me. Hence, an outlet, refuge and sanctuary had to be found...Mommy Jingles is born. Thoughts, rantings, trials and successes from a mother, wife, friend, and an occasionally "I'm gonna loose it" woman!
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