Stopping by to wish everyone a Happy Mother's Day. I found this in my email from our sister Sissy and thought this needed to be shared with group. Thank you for sending it Sissy.
May you always walk in peace.
MOMS & GRANDMAS
Before I was a Mom -
I slept as late as I wanted and never worried about how late I got into
bed. I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.
Before I was a Mom -
I cleaned my house each day.
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought
about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom -
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Spit on
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom -
I never held down a screaming child So that doctors could do tests. Or
give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom -
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down. I
never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the
hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom -
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and
happy.
Before I was a Mom -
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make
sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth,
The joy,
The love,
The heartache,
The wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much before I was a Mom.
And before I was a Grandma, I didn't know that all those "Mom"
feelings more than doubled when you see that little bundle being
held by 'your' baby...
Send this to someone who you think is a special Mom or Grandma.
I just did.
And remember that behind every successful mother......
Is a basket of dirty laundry.