An ode to motherhood
12 years of education
Will end in graduation
All the parents and the teachers think you're swell
If you're feeling like you're still a fool
Off to college, then to graduate school.
In 6 years you'll be free of those as well.
But if you choose to be a mother
A profession like no other
You're stuck forever, as far as I can tell.
You thought it'd be a pleasant life.
That of mother and of wife
But now your life is crazy, all pell-mell.
The laundry's oveflowing
Your grocery list keeps growing
Your toddler's crying, pointing where he fell.
DH is always working
His duty he's not shirking
But you wonder if you've maybe gone to hell.
Dinner's burning in the oven
Would it hurt to join a coven?
How nice to clean the kitchen with a spell!
The child's nose is snotty,
Your leftovers are rotty,
Well, just tell DH to swing by Taco Bell.
Rewind the movie yet again
Teach your kid to count to ten
And sing, 12 times, "The Farmer in the Dell".
"I love you child, dearly,"
You need to say, sincerely.
Otherwise, you'll need a padded cell.
6 Comments:
Heather, you're brilliant! I'm sorry you must have had "one of those days" to have inspired your brilliance.
Fabulous! Think I should share it with the Mia Maids?
Hope today's a better day, Heather!
AMEN!
It wasn't so much "one of those days" as a "Hey, wait, didn't I do this yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that? Didn't I just clean the bathroom, didn't I just vacuum, didn't I just make dinner, and you're telling me I have to do it all AGAIN?" So actually, I composed the poem in my head while I stood in the shower, trying to ignore my son's cries of, "Mom, my hands are sticky!"
Thank you Heather! Very well said! And hugs to you, as I know the feeling all too well.
Heather your words are great and well written, have any of you seen "The Girl in the Whirl" on Meridian? Set to a Dr. Suess type rhyme, it is in the same vain as Heather's fantastic ode and quite funny!
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