On Motherhood
belly fat, sagging rack
the little ache in my lower back
unwaxed eyebrows
"mommy" nails
child proof locks
safety rails
The agony of labor
the burp rags full of spit
despite all this I'm forced to admit
it is still with out doubt entirely worth it!
Zak told me that in kindergarten when his teacher asked him "What are mommies made of" one of his friends replied, "Mommies are made of pretty!" I think that by this point in my life I am made of at least 20% chocolate and probably about 10% donut. I'm not quiet sure about the remaining 70%, hopefully some of it is still pretty!
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2 comments:
love the poem! how true it is and i wouldn't trade it either.
that pretty much hit the nail on the head!
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