Monday, May 25, 2009

Poem on elimination communication

Here's a third parenting poem I wrote for the PAD Challenge.

Prompt 11: "For today's prompt, I want you to write a poem about an object (or objects)."

bblp baby bjorn little potty mother babyThis is a poem that only my fellow EC-ers will appreciate, so I knew I had to post it here. Mikko's BabyBjörn Little Potty was sitting on the bedside table next to me, the fleece of its potty turtleneck bright with a pattern of red cherries, so that's what my eyes focused on. For some reason, it got me all sentimental. I don't think it's a very finished poem yet, but I'm in the mood to share.


BBLP

Molded white plastic
with a fleece turtleneck
to protect tender buns from the chill
of plastic against thighs in the night.
We’ve been peeing you on this potty
for months now,
ever since you were nine days old
and I got my EC act together.
It’s been my thing,
my planning and motivation and routine.
You were the peeing puppet,
the body I dangled in place
and cued to perform.
And now you’re taking over,
snipping the strings,
trying out your own lines
and creating your own timing.
Someday the potty will gather dust
in the storage below
with the Boppy, the bouncy seat,
the other accoutrements of babyhood past.
We’ll find it and marvel
that those cute little buns of yours
were ever small enough to fit
on such a tiny space.
Peeing on your own
is the first, unheralded
step toward freedom and independence,
no hall pass necessary.


1 comments:

edenwild said...

Hey, how did I miss this one? And how did you ever get a 9 day old baby to pee in a BBLP? Our son didn't like his till he was three months old!

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