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Sunday, Nov. 11, 2012

Ahoy

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As motherhood's great ball of yarn unravels,

it creates both lifeline and noose.

 

Fact: I was safe before the nurslings came,

but if anything happens to these milk suckers,

I'm ready for my dirt nap.

 

The fact is, as is,

I'm not sure I'm going to survive this.

 

So as of today (ahoy!)

I've joined the ranks, mamas:

 

I'm lacing up my combat boots.

I'm plunking a tiny hard hat atop my heart.

I'm going in.

 

Molly Snyder has been a writer and editor for OnMilwaukee.com for more than a decade. Her writing has appeared in The Sun, The Writer, The Cream City Review, USA Today and more. A lifelong Milwaukeean, she is also a zinester, scrappy musician, mom and partner who is finally, for the most part, living her life authentically.