January 7, 2009

{Before I Was A Mom}


Before I was a Mom,
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.
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 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 her 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.

~Author Unknown

(This made me tear up a little---I think it's how all moms feel, maybe just not ALL the time!)

3 comments:

Brenda said...

Wow, I thought you wrote it, until I got to the end! It's wonderful--who ever wrote it!
Thanks for sharing! I'm going to remember that one!

Is there a prize for being the first one to comment?! :-)

The Umphress Clan said...

I must agree, that is a complete sense of how most mothers feel. What a wonderful feeling and love it is. Your little girls are just darling.

Lisa Love said...

Thanks for the crying opportunity. I think I've read this before but had forgotten about it. Motherhood sure does change ya. This was a good poem to read after chasing Ben all morning who WILL NOT leave his diaper on! His cute little naked bum just runs as fast it it can whenever I catch him taking his diaper off!