The Sweetest Words
A mothers job is never done there is dusting, sweeping moping and laundry. And let’s not forget “Mommy I’m hungry” and thousands and thousands of other wishes. This leads to prepping, cooking and finally the dishes.
You clean and clean but there is always a mess. Add in the bills and anyone would stress.
There are dirty diapers and baby wipes, plus crying whining and other gripes.
Why do I do it? You really want to know? Alright here it is pure as the snow. From the very first day they steal your heart and it truly is the very best part. Because from that day forward you’d give them the world and around their pinkies is where you’ll stay curled.
Bright eyes and handsome smiles really make it all worthwhile. You get to watch them grow then get up to walk, but the fun really starts when they are learning to talk. One day you will hear the sweetest words that you’ll ever hold dear. It happens quickly and out of the blue they look up and say “Mommy I love you!”
You clean and clean but there is always a mess. Add in the bills and anyone would stress.
There are dirty diapers and baby wipes, plus crying whining and other gripes.
Why do I do it? You really want to know? Alright here it is pure as the snow. From the very first day they steal your heart and it truly is the very best part. Because from that day forward you’d give them the world and around their pinkies is where you’ll stay curled.
Bright eyes and handsome smiles really make it all worthwhile. You get to watch them grow then get up to walk, but the fun really starts when they are learning to talk. One day you will hear the sweetest words that you’ll ever hold dear. It happens quickly and out of the blue they look up and say “Mommy I love you!”
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