You know you are a mama when:
~It takes you at least 45 minutes to get out the door
~You talk to friends about diapers, teeth, diaper rash, birth stories, and...
~You accidently step on cheerios that are soggy and you think nothing of it
~You wear a poopy piece of clothing for awhile, but only because you have to bathe and dress the baby first ;-)
~You stare into the beautiful eyes of your baby while she is still awake at 2 am and you think about how one day she will grow up and you'll look back at the days when you held and comforted her during the night.
~You enjoy playing peek-a-boo, patty cake, and other baby games
~You do all the nasty mommy things, that you never thought you'd do, like wipe your baby's nose with the hem of your skirt, smell your baby's diaper to see if she's dirty, drink out of the same glass as your baby, eat the piece of candy that fell on your baby's changing pad, and...
Mother Knows
Nobody knows of the work it makes
to keep the house together,
Nobody knows of the steps it takes-
Nobody knows but mother.
Nobody listens to childish woes,
Which kisses only smother;
Nobody's pained by the naughty blogs -
Nobody, only mother.
Nobody knows of the sleepless care
Bestowed on baby brother;
Nobody knows of the tender prayer -
Nobody knows but mother.
Nobody knows the lessons taught
of loving one another,
Nobody knows of the patience sought -
Nobody, only mother.
Nobody knows the anxious fears
Lest darlings may not weather
Storms of life in coming years -
Nobody knows but mother.
Nobody knows of the tears that start,
The grief she gladly smothers;
Nobody knows of the breaking heart -
Nobody, only mother.
Nobody clings to the wayward child,
Though scorned by every other,
Leads it so gently from the pathways wild -
Nobody can but mother.
Nobody know of the hourly prayer
For him, our erring brother,
Pride of her heart, so pure and fair-
Nobody, only mother.
From Moral Lessons of Yesteryear, compiled by A. L. Byers
12 comments:
That is a beautiful poem. Presently my son is dealing with pneumonia, so this poem really hits home.
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Great post, I love being a Mommy even if I have to smell like spit up and change my clothes 3 times a day :)
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Very nice. I was going to say wiping boogers with your skirt hem! And my son, for some reason, insists on sitting underneath my skirt while I am washing dishes to play with his cars! I think nothing of it!
It's so true! I was at the mall today and leaned into the stroller to smell for a poopy diaper. Haha.
over from 3 four and under....you have a great blog! now following :) come visit if you'd like.
New follower, I found your blog on VoiceBoks. I just love the poem. So true about drinking from the same glass. I did that with my children now that I am older and really don't want the cold germs I try not to drink after the grand kids but it still happens.
A few of those really made me laugh. Since I realized I do those too! :)
Thanks for sharing.
I am visiting from the You Like Me Friday blog hop. It is nice to "meet" you. I hope you enjoy your weekend.
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I like the beautiful poem. I am a single mom of 2 girls and I enjoy every minute of it.
This is such a cute post! I just discovered your blog and am so glad that I did.
so very true! New follower from the Whimsical Wednesday hop.
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