Just a quick Mother's Day post: two poems I thought were sweet and a few pictures. I'm supposed to be heading over to the family gathering but Logan is still sleeping so I'm celebrating Mother's Day by being a good mother and making him a priority.
Song for a Fifth Child.
Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth, Empty the dustpan, poison the moth, Hang out the washing, make up the bed, Sew on a button and butter the bread.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking? She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue, Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo. Dishes are waiting and bills are past due Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue? Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.
The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow. So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep! I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
-Ruth Hulbert Hamilton
(This, incidentally, is the reason I don't post on here quite so much anymore. New priorities - and I love them!)
BEFORE I WAS A MOM:
Author Unknown
Before I was a Mom I made and ate hot meals. I had unstained clothing. I had quiet conversations on the phone.
Before I was a Mom, I slept as late as I wanted And never worried about how late I got into bed. I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.
Before I was Mom I cleaned my house each day. I never tripped over toys or forgot words of lullabies.
Before I was a Mom I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom I had never been puked on Pooped on Spit on Chewed on Peed on Or pinched by tiny fingers
Before I was a Mom I had complete control of: My thoughts My body And my mind. I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom I never held down a screaming child So that doctors could do tests Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces When I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small Could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body. I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn't know that bond between a Mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small Could make me feel so important.
Before I was a Mom I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay I had never known the warmth The joy The love The heartache The wonder Or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much before I was a Mom.
That line about having your heart outside your body put into words what I had not previously been able to express. It's a vulnerable feeling - having so much of your life wrapped up in a completely separate body, and one with it's own free will! I think God looks at us the same way - "I love you so much! Please be careful. Please make wise choices. Because when you suffer, I suffer and when you get hurt, it hurts me."
