Mommy Has a Cold

My head is so hot,

My feet are so cold.

My whole body aches,

I feel 300 years old.

My throat, how it hurts.

My voice sounds like a frog,

but then, in the distance, as though in a fog,

I hear three small voices, three cats, and one dog.

Mommy she hit me!

Mommy she bit me!

Mommy, please, Mommy

please Mommy, come quickly

Mommy, I need you!

Mommy, what shall I do?

My hair needs some brushing,

and I've lost my new shoe!

Mommy, oh Mommy,

please wipe my butt, too!

The beds all need making,

the house is a mess.

There's dusting and vacuuming

and all of the rest.

So I sniffle and snuffle,

I moan and I cough.

Do I whine and complain?

Oh, no, I do not!

This household, it needs me,

there's just no other way.

So I drink some green tea

and get on with my day.

Suck it up is my motto,

and that's all that I'll say.

*** I wrote this in response to this post, by Evonne Lack, my favorite mommy blogger.