In diapers, in spit ups, in sleepless nights...
In gas pain, in swadddles, in loss of my hands.
In feedings, in sucklings, in why are you crying?
How do you measure a month?
In pee pee, in poo poo, in loads of laundry?
In cold food, in pacing, in bouncing on my knee.
In long hugs, and back pats, constant burping and sighing...
How do you measure a month in your life?
I'm not gone. I'm just consumed.
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