Morning for Mama

Her children are laughing, but she cannot discern from where the laughter comes. Sleep has a deep hold on her, and she struggles to find the surface, swimming through her subconscious toward the light. The humid jungle of dream, thick and oppressive, closes ranks behind her as soon as she moves, and insects are mercilessly biting her legs. The sun beats down through the canopy of trees, and sweat trickles down her chest as she reaches to scratch away the incessant bugs from her tormented legs… The laughter comes louder, and she is confused, looking for her children- but closer to the surface now, she suddenly wakes. Huh… wha…she startles and tries to shake the dream clouds from her mind. She is lying in a bright beam of sunlight, tangled up in her bed-sheets. The heat pours in the open window, her brow already beaded in sweat, and her tangled hair stuck to her cheeks. Her children are laughing at the foot of the bed, and she groans as she lifts her tired head to see their bright apple cheeked smiles. They are beside themselves with giddiness… and her naked legs are covered in Post-It notes. Crawling from bed, laughing children dancing around her feet, she trudges down the hallway towards her day, a trail of Post-It’s fluttering and falling from her legs like a queen bestowing kisses.


Blogger The Wiz said...

Too funny. At least they weren't drawing on you. i wonder if Post-it stickiness is the equivalent of a leg wax?

7/26/2006 01:29:00 PM  
Anonymous Proud Daughter of Eve said...

So lovely and cute!

7/26/2006 04:12:00 PM  
Anonymous Mary said...

That's really sweet - the boys having such a great time! I can identify with having a hard time surfacing from a dream, especially with a new little one in the house. Your descriptions are wonderful!

7/26/2006 05:25:00 PM  
Blogger Heather O. said...

Fabulous! I love it! And The Wiz is right--at least they weren't playing with the Sharpie....

7/26/2006 06:20:00 PM  
Blogger Kage said...

ok that was a DEEP DEEP sleep lady. Last night I dreamt I was drinking wine. I have never drunk wine in real life, and this was the first time I had dreamt about drinking it. I have had smoking dreams before but not drinking, and I actually felt buzzed. Isn't that weird?

7/27/2006 02:28:00 PM  
Blogger Tracy M said...

And, they were not regular Post-It's, they were shaped like J's and E's.... so fun.

7/27/2006 03:19:00 PM  

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