Mac and Cheese Meltdown

Mac and Cheese Meltdown

Staring at the pot,

willing it to boil.

Give me a bubble, a sizzle,

just cook.

He’s flailing on the floor,

screaming, “I want It now!”

He makes a dash,

I lunge.

Those skinny legs are fast.

He beats me to the box, noodles rain down.

Boiling water.

Turning off the stove,

I sink to the floor.

I curl up among the hard, yellow shells, and close my eyes.

His wails turn into the cry of a seagull.

Lying on the beach, I’m younger.

My name isn’t “Mama”.

My breath aligns with the tide.

Push, pull.

In, out.

I allow myself this moment,

to escape.

I open my eyes.

He is watching cartoons,

The Mac & Cheese forgotten.

-Rachel McKee

Author: Rachel McKee

I love reading about everything. I'm not a book snob. Lately I have been "reading" a lot of picture books to my toddler and baby. In my past life before motherhood, I was a professional technical editor and writer.

8 thoughts on “Mac and Cheese Meltdown”

  1. Oh the tales of a toddler mom huh? I take it your son absolutely loves Mac & Cheese?

    Anyway, this was quite entertaining and you’ll have to forgive me for having a little chuckle at your pain. 😛

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  2. Great poem, Rachel. You definitely caught the moment. Yeah, the ol Mac and cheese crave! I can relate. Ha! Loved the description of self-control.

    And the lead in picture. You guys look great.
    Thanks for sharing!

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  3. A beautiful poem, I found myself thinking of the ocean as well, breathing in and out as I read your words…how sweet it is when cartoons can call little ones away when Mamas need a moment…your photo is full of love and joy!

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