A Mother's Heart

I loved you from the very start, you stole my breath, embraced my heart.

Our life together has just begun you're part of me my little one.

As mother with child, each day I grew, my mind was filled with thoughts of you.

I'd daydream of the things we'd share, like late-night bottles and teddy bears.

Like first steps and skinned knees, like bedtime stories and ABC's.

I thought of things you'd want to know, like how birds fly and flowers grow.

I thought of lessons I'd need to share, like standing tall and playing fair.

When I first saw your precious face, I prayed your life be touched with grace.

I thanked the angels from above, and promised you unending love.

Each night I lay you down to sleep, I gently kiss your head and cheek.

I count your little fingers and toes; I memorize your eyes and nose.

I linger at your nursery door, awed each day I love you more.

Housework Can Wait Come in, but don't expect to find All dishes done, all floors ashine.

Observe the crumbs and toys galore.

The smudgy prints upon the door.

The little ones we shelter here don't thrive on a spotless atmosphere.

They're more inclined to disarray And carefree even messy play.

Their needs are great, their patience small.

All day I'm at their beck and call.

It's Mommy come! Mommy see!

Wiggly worms and red scraped knee.

Painted pictures, blocks piled high.

My floors unshined, the days go by.

Some future day they'll flee this nest, And I at last will have a rest!

Now you tell me which matters more, A happy child or a polished floor?


Children Learn What They Live

If a child lives with criticism, He learns to condemn.

If a child lives with hostility, He learns to fight.

If a child lives with ridicule, He learns to be shy.

If a child lives with shame He learns to feel guilty.

If a child lives with tolerance, He learns to be patient.

If a child lives with praise, He learns to appreciate.

If a child lives with encouragement, He learns confidence.

If a child lives with fairness, He learns justice.

If a child lives with security, He learns to have faith.

If a child lives with approval, He learns to like himself.

If a child lives with acceptance and friendship, He learns to find love in the world. ...

Dorothy Law Nolte Ph.D.


Little Eyes Upon You

There are little eyes upon you and they're watching night and day.

There are little ears that quickly take in every word you say.

There are little hands all eager to do anything you do;

and a little boy who's dreaming of the day he'll be like you.

You're the little fellow's idol, you're the wisest of the wise.

In his little mind about you no suspicions ever rise.

He believes in you devoutly, holds all you say and do.

He will say and do, in your way when he's grown up just like you.

There's a wide-eyed little fellow who believes you're always right;

and his eyes are always opened, and he watches day and night.

You are setting an example every day in all you do;

for the little boy who's waiting to grow up to be like you.

Author Unknown


My Baby Boy and Me 

It's three AM, they're all asleep, and no-one's here to see.

As we rock slowly back and forth, my baby boy and me.

His little hand is feather light tucked up against my chin.

I hold his tiny hand in mine, and stroke his baby skin.

The house about us creaks and groans, the clock hands creep around.

He snuggles closer to me still, and makes his baby sounds.

I love these quiet hours so much, and cherish every one.

Store memories up inside my heart for lonely nights to come.

All too soon he'll be grown up, his need for mama gone.

But until then I still have time for kisses and for song.

Time for quiet hours like this with him cuddled in my arms.

Where I wish he'd always stay protected, safe and warm.

And yet I know the day will come when his tiny little hand, will be bigger than my own.

He'll grow to be a man but until then he's mine to love with no one here to see.

As we rock slowly back and forth, my baby boy and me.

 Author Unknown


Savoring Dr Seuss

I will not read Green Eggs and Ham, I will not read it, Sam my lamb.

For I have read it here and there, and I have read it everywhere.

I can not read it anymore, I need a book with something more.

And while we're at it, Bid adieu to Tigger, Eeyore, Pooh, and Roo.

I'm tired of animals big and hairy, of Maurice Sendak and Richard Scarry.

I don't think that I can look at another cutesy nursery book.

But wait, don't turn and hang your head, don't shuffle off so sad to bed.

I do not mean to cheat you so of what you love so please don't go.

I'm just venting my frustration that I haven't read a book since the Bush administration.

But now its time for you not me, I'd miss your precious infancy.

Today your two, tomorrow four, and soon you wont ask me anymore.

So climb on up, and bring some Seuss, your blankie, and your cup of juice.

And we both know how this part goes, you'll snuggle down and start to doze.

In truth, you know, my fates my joy. Sleep sweet, small lamb, my little boy.

Author Unknown


Cherish This Time

So your baby is here! What joy and what pleasure!

Now your life is expanding, to make room for this treasure.

A darling newcomer to have and to hold--

Her (His) smiles are more precious Than silver or gold.

She’ll (He’ll) demolish your schedule though she’s helpless and small;

she’ll make her needs known, and she’ll rule over all.

See, a new parent’s work is just never quite done,

but you’ll never mind, cause it’s all so much fun.

When you hear her cute giggle you’ll start "aahing" and "oohing,"

and she’ll soon reply back by "ga ga" and "goo gooing."

Those big innocent eyes see a world strange and new;

To make sense of it all she’ll look only to you.

So cherish this time of miraculous things--

the excitement and wonder that a new baby brings.

By Joanna Fuchs


Ticket For Life

Bandage scraped knees.

Kiss away fears.

Watch their heartbreak and dry their tears.

Teach them to know what's right and what's wrong.

Show them how to be gentle and when to be strong.  

Tell them you love them, and then let it show.  

That's the easiest part of helping them grow.  

There needs to be discipline, but don't over do it.

Praise and encouragement strengthens their spirit.

Show them respect for their feelings and thoughts.

They should know their important, self worth can't be bought.

Show them some patience and always be kind.

Developing minds make mistakes time to time.

Teach them to be the best they can be.

When they're happy within, WHAT A RIDE LIFE CAN BE!

Wanda Oleson