Workin’ [From Home] Mom Blues
I worked from home most of this week with the baby in the grips of the cold from hell. Here’s a little ditty as I channel the blues singer deep inside my white girl, thinks she’s a good dancer after a glass of cheap wine, likes to belt out cheesie top 40 songs in the car soul.
Since I had my second baby, I try to get things done
But I’d rather sit and play with her ’cause she is so much fun
Oh I’ve got the mama’s on a deadline, gotta take a call from an uppity client and put on my professional voice workin’ mom blues
The dirty dishes and the laundry, the neurotic dog that won’t shut the hell up
The runny nose and dirty diapers, well they just won’t let up
Oh I’ve got the mama’s trying to be productive, gotta stop reading blogs and check work e-mail workin’ mom blues
My husband works long hours, he likes a nice hot meal
But I never made it to the grocery so he’ll just have to deal
Oh I’ve got the mama used to be organized but it’s tough to juggle the errands, kids and gourmet meals so she’s gonna dial Domino’s workin’ mom blues
The hubby needs some lovin’, and mama could use some too
But I haven’t shaved my legs this week and the house looks like a zoo
We’ve got the mama and daddy need to plan a Carribean getaway, poolside, greased up with SPF 45, margarita in each hand workin’ mom and dad blues
Yeah.
