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Posted in Narrative on Oct 26, 2022

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Maybe Tomorrow

Submitted to Contest #20

"Bzzzz! Bzzz!"For most people, this would be the sound of their alarm clock buzzing, announcing the start of another day.For her, it is the sound of her preschooler, imitating a mechanical noise in lieu of telling her good morning. Heaving a sigh, she rolls herself over to look into his large grey eyes. "That time already, love?" she mumbles. He giggles and heaves himself up beside her, snuggling into her side. Brushing strands of dark blonde hair off his forehead, she bends to kiss him, this baby of hers. They stay there, entwined, for a fe...

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What's in a Name?

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When Mummy started setting up her easel in the kitchen, two rooms away, it was safe for me to move carefully off the couch in the playroom, where I’d been told to settle (and to be quiet), to the doorway. From there, I could see through the dining room into the kitchen and could watch Mummy as she painted.I called her “Mummy,” but she wasn’t really my mother. My real mother lived far away and I only saw her for one month in the summer and then a week at Christmas or one at Easter. I called her “Mommy” and tried to make the two names sound di...

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A Day in the life of me

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I had just gotten played. By a sixteen-year-old.  “What do you mean he’s failing all his classes?” Then I remembered I was at work and it was a small office. Even at the best of times I have a loud voice. “Wait. Let me go outside.” Behind our building is a small yard enclosed by a chain link fence. I paced, probably resembling a bear in a cage. An angry bear in a cage.  “You didn’t check the online school app?” asked his caseworker. Whatever her name was. Mrs. Burnett. The caseworkers tend to blend over the years. Although I r...

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All in a Day’s Work

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1961Every day in Miriam Ford’s life is the same. Or at least it has been since she married Hank at the tender age nineteen. Sure, they’ve added a couple babies since then, which livened things for a bit. First came Jimmy, then Ethel three years later. Still, each day is the same. Get upBreakfast Pack the lunchesKiss the husband.GoodbyeWashScrubLunchScrubWashDinnerWashGoodnightAnd repeat. Of course, Ethel offers up some rogue diaper changes and atomic tantrums to liven up the day. It’s exciting enough for the average housewife. Miriam’s life ...

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Coralie

Submitted to Contest #20

Baby:The house is empty and quiet. I sit at the coffee table, sipping a cup of too sweet coffee, savoring the quiet and the peace, which is so uncommon. My husband, Leo, is shopping for groceries, and the sun has just begun to set, painting the room golden with its last rays.Coralie, the baby, is napping in her room. I smile, thinking about her. She's the best thing that ever happened to me, and yet also so exhausting. Her bright, hazel eyes are nearly always full of tears, and her mouth is always chewing something it isn't supposed to.Even ...

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"Moms are Superheroes, Too" by Sue Monkress (slmsam@juno.com)

Submitted to Contest #20

What a crazy, hectic Friday morning! And now I need to hurry or I’ll be late! Glancing at her watch, Samantha ran to her old beat-up ’88 Buick, making mental notes of everything she needed to finish at work today. She quickly inserted her key, fiddling, until the starter switch finally jerked downward and moved into the correct spot. The car definitely needed some repairs, but “thank you, Lord,” for now, it started right up. She’d worked through her lunch period, thinking: Perhaps after the appointment, I can re...

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yesterday ended last night

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"Mommy, I'm hungry!""Mommy" sighs. Wiping hands smudged with pencil lead on worn jeans, she glances into the hallway for her toddler. Alissa looks fine for now, she thinks with a quick glance at the clock. But it is time for a diaper change and a meal. So "Mommy" stands up, reaching over for a diaper on the bed next to her."Alissa, diaper!" she calls. A part of her stoic expression cracks a bit, revealing something warm inside as she hears her daughter begin to bemoan about her seething hatred for diaper-changing. But at last, she sees a sma...

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My Little Monster

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"WHAAAAAAAA"August woke to the sound her four month old daughter screaming on the baby monitor. She groaned and dragged her tired body out of bed. The nursery was dark with only the soft glow of a night light creating a path to the crib. As August leaned over, she she saw her daughter Olivia yawn and fall back asleep. "My little monster," August whispered softly as she moved her fingers gently across her baby's forehead. A soft smile played on Olivia's lips. August moved silently out of the nursery and back into her welcoming bed. The moment...

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The First-Born

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Amanda had got so used to telling people that she was a natural early riser and always had been that she now even believed it herself sometimes. It was not a complete lie. She supposed, if she had to classify herself into one of the two polarised categories, she would have called herself a lark rather than an owl. Even when she was a teenager, and her contemporaries thought it life’s greatest luxury to lie in bed until noon, she had liked to be up quite early, and had always thought there was something rather special about the...

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...and I do it all for free

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“Babe…” She felt a hand on her hip, “mmmmm”.“Babe… Abby needs for you to read her essay. She won’t let me read it, only you.”“She is a momma’s girl… What time is it?”“Almost seven o’clock.”She sat straight up. “What? I looked at my phone at 5:02 and started to get up… what in the hell? I NEVER sleep this late!”“Well… if you weren’t out carousing every night this week maybe you wouldn’t be oversleeping.”She chuckled as best she could while leaning over to slide socks onto her feet, “…gotta say - ‘carousing’ has a dist...

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Mother of Many Monsters

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Sharp rocks cut Eve's bare feet as she ran. She climbed and stumbled over boulders and rocks, always keeping her eyes on the dark spot high up in the sky. They couldn't take him. Not now. Not after all she'd done to stay hidden, stay safe. The edge of the ridge appeared through her tear-stricken vision. She tripped over the first step downwards, managing to catch herself on the rusty railing. She flung herself down them with all caution of heights thrown to the wind. Down in the crater a cabin appeared. Painted grey to blend in with the ston...

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New Hatchlings

Submitted to Contest #20

Myra had never had eggs of her own. The years seemed to slip by and there was always a new adventure to go on. Even though Baku had said it was fine if they never had nestlings, Myra had always seen herself with a family. So when the little human stumbled into her cave, crying and afraid, something stirred in her. “Am I that ugly to behold, child that you cry?” she had said. She was in her dragon form and sure the child hadn’t expected to run into her. The little one looked up at her, stopping her cries to really look. “No, you is ...

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More Than Enough - A Day in the Life of a Mother

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Sunshine began to light up the narrow windows of the cramped, aged apartment. Dust motes drifted lazily between the beams of light, nowhere to go and nothing to do except add to the ever-growing list of chores as they settled on every surface in fine layers.Sadie had been up for hours by this time, not that she’d really even slept at all. A teething, fussy baby and a toddler with the flu meant she could kiss sweet sleep goodbye for the foreseeable future. The smell of coffee brewing was the only thing keeping her sanity at this moment, as sh...

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Hope

Submitted to Contest #20

First day at a new school in a new neighborhood. I knelt down and looked Josh in the eyes. “You’re going to like it here.” I smiled and pulled him in for a hug. “I love you.” He nodded and walked into his first grade classroom. A dark cloud floated by, casting a grayness over the school. I resisted the temptation to see that as an omen, but rather an anomaly in the perfectly clear fall weather we’d been having. Josh’s tumultuous year of kindergarten was history, as was his old school, where his outbursts and tantrums had earned him the monik...

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Beginning to end of motherhood

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Being a mother isn't an easy job, it's a hard and dedicated responsibility. Raising a child isn't all sunshine and rainbows, there are gloomy and rainy days contributed to it.In the beginning, it's all about learning and caring for the new life you brought into this world. Some days you would be so happy, but other days you try to understand how women can do this. Everyday is a challenge as you wake up in the middle of the night or stay up as your baby needs you, but it's all worth it as each passing day is memorable. Then later on in the mo...

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