Mothers.....

 

 

 

Who Else But A Mother

Who first loves and nurtures us and takes care of every need,
as she accepts into her life someone new to bathe and feed?

Who brags about accomplishments; first teeth...first sounds...first smile
and makes every little thing that's done seem important and worthwhile?

Who’s been known to, after dark enter a room and slowly creep
to bend and kiss the forehead of a child fast asleep?

Who holds a hand while crossing as she thoughtfully conveys
a reminder to her child that he should always "look both ways?"

Who wipes peanut butter off a cheek and crayon off the wall
and knots an untied shoelace to avoid a likely fall?

Who watches the swift passing of childhood years that she will mourn,
and remembers every small detail about the day that child was born?

Who works the longest hours without a vacation...or a check,
but accepts her payment in the form of a hug around her neck?

Who never stops believing even when others are in doubt
and defends the fact her child was "safe" when the umpire calls him out!?

Who senses things just aren’t right and with the palm of her hand decrees
by placing it on her child’s brow... the fever’s 101 degrees?

Who shares life’s disappointments and feels the pain of all the bruises
and delights inher child’s winnings, but offers solace when he loses?

Who realizes as the years pass by... the further her child will roam
and who stays up late with worry when that child isn’t home?

Who tries to shield and protect by showing courage...staying strong;
trying to set a good example while her heart is breaking all along?

Who acts as a private tutor as the years fall in succession
by taking each opportunity to teach life’s every lesson?

Who listens with her heart even when her child is grown
and understands the feelings that she once herself, had known?

Who saved old cards and letters and kept pictures on the shelves
and offered unconditional love so we could learn to love, ourselves?

This poem describes one person; a woman unlike any other,
for who could possess that level of love...
Who Else, But A Mother?

When God Created Mothers

When the good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day
of overtime, when an angel appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of
fiddling around on this one."  And the Lord said, "Have you read the
spec on this one?  She has to be completely washable, but not plastic;
have 180 moveable parts, all replaceable; run on black coffee and
leftovers; have a lap that disappears when she stands up; a kiss that
can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair; and
six pair of hands."  The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six
pairs of hands...no way." "It's not the hands that are causing me problems,"
said the Lord. “It's the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have."
"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel.  The Lord nodded.  "One
pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, 'What are you kids
doing in there?' when she already knows.  Another here, in the back of her
head that sees what she shouldn't, but what she has to know, and of
course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up
and say, 'I understand and I love you,' without so much as uttering a word."
"Lord," said the angel, touching his sleeve gently, "Rest for now.
Tomorrow...."  "I can't," said the Lord.  "I'm so close to creating
something close to myself.  Already I have one who heals herself when
she is sick, can feed a family of six on one pound ofhamburger, and
can get a nine year old to stand under a shower."
The angel circled the model of the mother very slowly. "She's too soft," she sighed.
“But tough!" said the Lord excitedly.  "You cannot imagine what the
mother can do or endure."  "Can she think?"  "Not only think, but she
can reason and compromise," said the Creator.
Finally the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek.
There's a leak," she pronounced.  "I told you, you were trying to put
too much into this model." "It's not a leak," said the Lord.  "It's a tear."
"What's it for?" "It's for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain,
loneliness and pride."
"You're a genius," said the angel.
"The Lord looked somber, "I didn't put it there."

Sometimes it can be soo hard and frustrating to be a parent be without our children honestly where would we be..who would we be..what would we be doing..I bet you wouldnt be doing anything productive and most of us wouldnt be the person we are today.  Children change your life dramatically but they also teach a thing or two about life as well. I know my children have really changed my life around but you know what they have taught me that I can endure and be strong... They taught me patience and they've also taught me how to let go, relax and laugh..I know without these kids I would be lost and I thank them for showing me what life is really about.....