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Oh! Did you feel that?
Here, give me your hand.
Right there! OH!
“Did you feel it? There it went again”
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Smiles and tears were shed
Crying for the first kick
Just the beginning of all the first
The joys of a first time mother at work
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The first smile
The first tooth
The first step
The first baby rattle
The first word
The first tantrum
The first potty
The first turd
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Oh the joys of being a mom
Sweet little baby in my arms
Wouldn’t trade it for the moon
OH! They grow up way too soon
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Baby Dear, please go to sleep
Sweet lil monster I adore
Midnight drives and pacing the floor
Up all night, in need of peace
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Screaming still , you baby beast
Small little baby, he is no more
He is now the eldest of four
Has friends over, up all night
Stays in bed way past noon
Wakes up hungry, big appetite
Grabs a soda and pastry
Wants the car, Where’s the keys?
Throws a fit, He can’t have the car
Mom needs to go to Wal-Mart
He claims he’s treated like a baby
Mom said No to drive him crazy
Why was he born, he wants to know?
Mom replies that was years ago
When she thought babies
Fulfilled her dreams,
How young she was and not very bright
Having babies sacrificed life!
Love them, bathe them, wipe their butts
They grow into teens and hate your guts
OH the joys of motherhood
Wishing they would hurry and grow up
Renee Robinson
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Filed under: Art, by Renee Robinson, holiday poetry, humor, My Poetry, Nae's Nest, photography Tagged: first preganancy, motherhood, Mothers Day, newborn, teenager
