bc I love publix.
A day in the life of a newborn’s mom
Sleepiness, struggles, and love
and though this new mom’s not eating,
Clothes no longer fit like a glove
Maternity leave, though short, is sweet
Days spent with the love of my life
He naps, I clean, I cook, I learn
How to be mom as well as a wife
“Once he has his shots,” they say
“He’ll be good to go out among others.
Until then, stay in and use social media
To bond with local mothers.”
Eight weeks were long but so I waited
Til my son was in the clear
“Today we go to PUBLIX!” I said,
“We are SO outta here!”
I nervously wondered how it would be
As we fought to get on his onesie
“I’m pumped for all the BOGOS we’ll find!”
(There usually are a ton-sy.)
I guess I bring his car seat in?
And put it in the cart?
Is that what other mommies do
When shopping at the mart?
I guess I change his diaper now
And hope that he stays dry?
I guess I pray that we’ll be quick?
And he won’t start to cry?
Nervously we walk inside
I pretend to know what I’m doing
I probably have five good minutes to shop
Before little guy will start cooing
Some friendly faces greet me
And I score BOGO spaghetti
Another new mom shares a smile
I know that she just gets me
The aisles are oh so spacious
The products organized and neat
Oh well would you lookie there
A discount on some meat!
I take out my phone and text the hubs
“What should we have for dinner?”
Rotisserie chicken, mac and cheese
So much to consider!
Little man smiles and a worker asks
“How are you today?”
“I’m out of the house, the sun is shining,
I’m fabulous, one might say!”
Checking out the deli now
My husband needs salami
Quick, polite and friendly workers
A pleasant trip for this mommy
“Hey, I’m no longer pregnant!” I thought
And so some sushi I did grab
I had to reward myself afterall
For the deals and sales I’d nab
Over to the seafood section we go
“Dad loves shrimp and fettuccine”
“Have a great day!” the fish man did say
The chances I won’t are teeny.
“Oh my, the basket is so full
With my son and all my new stuff
How ever will I get them all into the car?
This is going to be tough.”
“Wait, I am at Publix,” I thought.
How could I be so silly?
As I checked out, my bags were packed
By a young man who called himself Billy.
“I’d like to come with you to your car
And pack it up today
You can worry about buckling your son
And you’ll both be on your way.”
I grinned and accepted and Billy made sure
Everything was packed nice and neat
Cold stuff here, perishables there,
The shampoo away from the meat
“Enter your phone number,” the cashier said,
If you have any digital coupons.”
“Oh I sure do,” I beamed and bragged
And got my money-saving groove on.
Billy packed up the whole trunk
And waved goodbye with a smile
Had he known I’ve been inside?
Could he tell it’s been a while?
Did the deli workers know?
Did the fish man have a suspicion?
That this was my first time out in ages
And I was on a mission?
To quickly grab all that I needed
But do so with a child?
Think of dinners, prep lunches
And save money all the while?
How nice to know I did all this
And kept a smile on little man’s face
For all the above and to feel local love
Publix is my place.