Rachael's Unlikely Meditation for Mamas

Rachael's Unlikely Meditation for Mamas

This everlasting laundry
Will be the death of me
I think
Then I wonder what it would be like
If we never went out and played in the dirt
If he always returned from nursery with a spotless shirt?
Or if the washing was only generated by Mr B
And me...
And I am thankful
I am thankful I have the little clothes that make up most of this washload
His gorgeous face to kiss, his little body to hold...
Then I just take out our favourite clothes
And wash them first