Being a mommy before...
Laundry baskets full of dirty clothes
Constantly finding tissues for your dirty nose
Cleaning up the crumbs from your breakfast
Rushing around town so you are not last.
Being a mommy now...
There are still dirty baskets around the house
Never once is it "quiet as a mouse"
The crumbs are on the table, floors and walls
and we are always present when you are called.
The difference in then and now
is as simple as it gets
I was given a gift from God
that only I could fit.
My heart has been used 5 times
To carry Gods precious angels
While there are two sets of hands I hold
there are 3 more I must not handle
It is a precious gift
and also a painful curse
To know your heart is full of love
and also pain you can't reverse
God must have known
He must have seen
That my heart just was not whole
and so he blessed my heart again
and it took away my soul
"How many children do you have?"
is the hardest one of all
But to that I am blessed to say
"I have 2 big, and 3 small"
Laundry baskets full of dirty clothes
Constantly finding tissues for your dirty nose
Cleaning up the crumbs from your breakfast
Rushing around town so you are not last.
Being a mommy now...
There are still dirty baskets around the house
Never once is it "quiet as a mouse"
The crumbs are on the table, floors and walls
and we are always present when you are called.
The difference in then and now
is as simple as it gets
I was given a gift from God
that only I could fit.
My heart has been used 5 times
To carry Gods precious angels
While there are two sets of hands I hold
there are 3 more I must not handle
It is a precious gift
and also a painful curse
To know your heart is full of love
and also pain you can't reverse
God must have known
He must have seen
That my heart just was not whole
and so he blessed my heart again
and it took away my soul
"How many children do you have?"
is the hardest one of all
But to that I am blessed to say
"I have 2 big, and 3 small"
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