back to work · breast milk expression · Breast milk storage · new Mom · night time · Poetry · Pumping

Poem of Sadness

4 o’clock alarm goes off
Must make no noises, no sniffs or coughs.
Scramble quickly to hit the snooze,
Cannot tell the cats to move.
The mattress shifts, floorboards creak
I asked him to spray the door hinge last week.
Tiptoeing around the bassinet
Exhausted and haven’t started pumping yet!
Dry the parts and then assemble
At 4:09 it’s hard to handle.
Panic starting to set in,
Will he wake before I begin?
This sleep training has no perks
But I am going back to work.


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