Saturday, February 7, 2009

That Was Then...

First February entry in the Random Complexity Writing Challenge
232 words

Ode to a Burrito Baby

This time back then...

Dad was shoveling between blizzards.

They kept marching to our doorstep

one right after the other.

This time back then...

You were screaming, all wrapped

up in your binky like a burrito.


the nurses knew just what to do.

This time back then...

The doctor cut off

my meds...well, the strong ones, anyway.

And I had to make do

with codeine-laced Tylenol.

This time back then...

we brought you home from the hospital

and Daddy said, "Which way is up?"

and "Where's the 'off' button' on this thing?"

But you ignored him

and kept exercising those vocal chords.

Til your face turned scarlet, I might add.

This time back then...

you didn't know how to tell time,

and so you slept like a baby


during daylight hours,

and shrieked like a banshee




This time back then...

Daddy would bundle you up

in your car seat,

and you'd go for a ride.
With Mr. Clown, dangling by one
thin piece of orange yarn hair.

Sweet slumbers.

This time back then...

I memorized the first three

Dr. Seuss books,

because you had so many

ear infections

you decided to stay up
with the Late, Late Show.

Madeline kept you company, too.

Two decades passed like

pages blown off a calendar

in a 1940s movie.

Where did all those days go?


annie kelleher said...

happy birthday to burrito baby and congrats to you, mama :)

Tiffany said...

"Pages blown off a calendar" - it does go by fast. Very nice birthday poem to your grown-up-to-fast child.

Melissa B. said...

You certainly have a way with words! Hey, don't forget Sx3 tomorrow. It has Texas "roots"!

Michelle said...

Oh how sweet! It's amazing how fast the years go. And I thought we were the only ones to call the wee ones burrito babies. I think I'm glad we aren't ;) I miss those days though. I really do.

Megan said...

So sweet!

Visiting from SITS. =)

Tara S. Dickherber, M.Ed, CPC said...

Visiting from SITS. What a lovely poem. And my husband still calls Ella his burrito baby!

Deanna said...

Happy Birthday, burrito baby! I love how all babies have the same hospital blanket.

Anonymous said...

What a sweet picture and a sweet post.....Where do all the days go?