Sunday, June 10, 2018

To my son, As a Mother, Part 2

Hey everybody, I know I didn't post a blog last week and I am sorry and for that, I am posting one today and another one later this week, so keep your eyes open.  This post in particular is for all of the mothers, grandmothers, great - grandmothers who have sons, teenagers, grown children, grandchildren and even great - grandchildren.  I found some more great poems about (boys in general) that I love and I want to share them with all of my faithful readers. I hope you enjoy.

On the Night You Were Born
On the night you were born
the moon smiled with such wonder
that the stars peeked in to see you
and the night wind whispered,
"Life will never be the same."
Because there had never been anyone
like you ever in the world.
So enchanted with you
were the wind and the rain that they
whispered the sound of
your wonderful name.
Heaven blew every trumpet and played every horn
on the wonderful, marvelous
night you were born.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
My home is filled with toys, has
fingerprints on everything and is
never quiet. My hair is usually a mess
and I'm always tired, but there is
always LOVE and LAUGHTER.
In twenty years my children won't
remember the house or my hair, but
they will REMEMBER the time we
spent together and the
LOVE they felt.

-- Unknown
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
A few things your mom may not have told you
She loves you more than herself.
She has watched you while you were asleep.
Every time you're upset, her heart sinks.
You make her life meaningful.
She would give you her last dollar.
You inspire her and give her hope.
She smiles knowing you are her child.
You could NEVER disappoint her.
She thinks you are one in a million.

You're the best thing that has ever happened to her.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
They Grow So Fast
And that phrase seems both so
totally true and so totally false at
the same time,  because in the
day-to-day of it nothing seems
fast at all. A meal can take an
eternity. A sleepless night a
lifetime. And yet everyone says so.

And so I want to hold him in my
arms a little longer today, because
already my baby is gone. Already
there is a little boy is his place. And
one day not too far in the future,
there will be an older boy in his
place, and then a teenager, and then
a young man.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Before There Was You
Before there was you, I slept until noon...
I  took naps when I wanted and didn't watch cartoons
Before there was you, life was filled with less stress
There were no toys on the floor and the house was not a mess

Before there was you, I was wined and I was dined
I never checked for poop by sniffing a behind
Before there was you, I could go to the mall
Without disapproving looks of shock and appall

Before there was you, I'd primp for an hour
Now, I will go days without taking a shower
Our lives have changed completely, but this much is true
I never knew pure joy, before there was you.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I will continue to hold my child.
I will continue to cuddle my child.
I will come to my child's
aid when I hear a cry.
I will wear my child.
I will nurse my child.
I will co sleep with my child.

These things do not "spoil"
a child. They help a child
thrive in a world that is
constantly trying to take
away our natural instincts
as parents.

So love them and when
you feel like you've loved them
enough, love them even more.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Thank you for reading. I will post again later this week. Until next time.

No comments:

Post a Comment

Day to Day......