A poem I wrote about the early days of motherhood

From Selfishness to Servitude From kitten heels to kitten breath From hanging out with friends to hanging over the cot From reading alone to reading aloud From dancing til the small hours of the morning to driving to the hospital in the small hours of the morning From taking a break from work to seeing no break in sight From sitting in a pub, with cleavage, to sitting in a rocking chair, tits out From 'please' and 'thankyou' to 'just co-operate and no-one will get hurt' From enjoying a bit of romance to believing romance to be a ploy to entice women into a life of domestic service From wearing jewellery to wearing those badges of parenthood, puke and snot From aerobics classes to pelvic floor exercises From feminist to fifties housewife From aching for a baby to aching all over From 'bloody hell' to 'good heavens' From margaritas to metamucil From researching vacations to researching vaccinations From The Arts to toddler craft From sleeping in as a luxury to sleeping whenever you can as a necessity From some responsibility, some authority, to all responsibility, no authority From wanting to do it by the book to whatever gets you through the day and night and day and night and day and night From Triple J to Hi 5 From thinking panty liners are for women who don't like their bodies to thinking panty liners are for mums with a cold From hooking up with people when you get there to 'we bring our own people' From boutique shopping to family department stores From interior decorating to childproofing From climbing the career ladder to being climbed, with pubes and boobs as rungs From George Clooney to Captain Feathersword From infinite prospects to infinite patience From making a new life to making a new life for yourself From not wanting to change motherhood for the world to wanting to change the world for motherhood From wanting to give our children every opportunity in the world to wanting to give our children a world worth living in