Real Mothers

by | Jun 7, 1998 | Parenting, Poem

Real Mothers don’t eat quiche; they don’t have time to make it
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox
Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids
Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn’t come out of carpet

Real Mothers don’t want to know what the vacuum just sucked up
Real Mothers sometimes ask “why me?” and get their answer when little
voice says, “because I love you best
Real Mothers know that a child’s growth is not measured by height or
years or grade. It is marked by the progression of Mama to Mommy to Mom

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Real Mothers