{"id":116669,"date":"2022-06-25T21:16:09","date_gmt":"2022-06-26T01:16:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=116669"},"modified":"2022-06-25T21:16:09","modified_gmt":"2022-06-26T01:16:09","slug":"how-to","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/how-to\/","title":{"rendered":"How-to"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Motherhood began in an ER in Florida<br \/>\nI took a day to trek from the keys up to Miami<br \/>\nMy reward<br \/>\nWas two flashing hearts.<\/p>\n<p>That wasn&#8217;t the beginning.<br \/>\nConfirmation.<br \/>\nIt was the confirmation.<br \/>\nThe belly jabs<br \/>\nVaginal ultrasounds<br \/>\nLike robot sex with witnesses<br \/>\nThat had worked.<br \/>\nTa-da!<\/p>\n<p>In a terse email, my husband declared<br \/>\nGet an abortion.<\/p>\n<p>Yeah, we made these kids on purpose.<br \/>\nI wanted kids<br \/>\nHe wanted a green card<br \/>\nAnd a future with his girlfriend back in Russia.<\/p>\n<p>I was only 8 weeks pregnant.<br \/>\nBefore the scan I was pretty sure<br \/>\nSmell of celery?<br \/>\nGag.<br \/>\nTaste of celery?<br \/>\nJust kidding.  <\/p>\n<p>Sore nipples.  Bed at 7 pm.<br \/>\nClearly divorcing.<br \/>\nHe had hit me<br \/>\nSo that was for the best.<br \/>\nRight?<br \/>\nYes<br \/>\nRight<br \/>\nYes<br \/>\nBreathe&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>But how do you raise twins?<br \/>\nAlone?<br \/>\nAt all?<br \/>\nJobless?<br \/>\nHomeless?<\/p>\n<p>I still can&#8217;t say how.<br \/>\nNo bestseller<br \/>\nNo secret advice<br \/>\nYou just do<br \/>\nAnd you keep doing<br \/>\nAnd one day<br \/>\nYou just know<br \/>\nNot how,<br \/>\nBut at least that you can. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Motherhood began in an ER in Florida I took a day to trek from the keys up to Miami My reward Was two flashing hearts. That wasn&#8217;t the beginning. Confirmation. It was the confirmation. The belly jabs Vaginal ultrasounds Like robot sex with witnesses That&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1392,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[4295],"class_list":["post-116669","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-poem-13"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116669","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1392"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=116669"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116669\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":116758,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116669\/revisions\/116758"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=116669"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=116669"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=116669"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}