A Day in the life of Mommyhood
Ah, The Joys of Motherhood
by Juliann Newton
(Not a poem, but a reflection, I suppose)
Ah, a moment alone, yet not really. There is always a need at hand, waiting to be met. I used to secretly laugh at people when they said they were sick of that purple dinosaur peeking out from the television singing hideous songs and overemphasising the word, "the." After playing the tape a thousand times now, er, 189 times, I fully undertsand the word, "the." I will learn it, that's for certain.
I gaze sleepily at the dang tv, wishing it would break, and I am fully shaken into conciousness by a whack of a plastic hard object to my face.
I hear a cute tiny voice, saying "catch!" He wants his mommy to play ball with him.
Looking into those big brown eyes of my beautiful little boy, I melt. My makeup is long melted away, my hair is a mess. I haven't had a shower in a few days, my brain no longer functions........it is true.
But my little one is glowing with the exitement of life, basking in his new discoveries, happy.
What more could I ask for?
I used to be vain. I couldn't go past a mirror without peering into it.
Now, I won't look in one. I don't have a minute to spare.
My baby owns my life now.
Babyhood is way too fast, just a blip in time.
So, I smile and gently toss the ball back to him.
"Pizza!" He says.
A new word! Mommy scrambles for a pen or a camera to record the moment, but baby has run off again, looking for yet another adventure.
Motherhood is an honor, a privelege.
Not to be taken for granted.
Not for a moment.
I don't have time to miss it.
I thank God every day for my sweet baby.
Now my time alone is done, here he is.
Well, he is taking off his diaper and my moment of personal reflection has passed.
"Pee!" He says.
Now, I must go...................................................................
A new word, a new discovery.
It is brown. Gotta go!
Gotta love it!