Today I left some dishes dirty,
The bed got made around 3:30.
The diapers soaked a little longer,
The odor grew a little stronger.
The crumbs I spilled the day before
Are staring at me from the floor.
The fingerprints there on the wall
Will likely be there still next fall.
The dirty streaks on those windowpanes
Will still be there next time it rains.
Shame on you, you sit and say,
Just what did you do today?
I held a baby till she slept,
I held a toddler while she wept.
I played a game of hide and seek,
I squeezed a toy so it would squeak.
I pulled a wagon, sang a song,
Taught a child right from wrong.
What did I do this whole day through?
Not much that shows,
I guess that's true.
Unless you think that what I've done,
Might be important to someone
With deep blue eyes and soft blonde hair,
If that is true...I've done my share.
My friend posted this on her blog, and it made me laugh first and cry after. I have really been feeling like this lately. My house seems like it is always a wreck and nothing ever gets done. But after reading this, it reminded me just what is more important and exactly why I am a stay at home mom. I love it, and I adore my kids.
To pieces.
Forever.
6 comments:
Thanks for posting that Sarah. It's a good reminder. A Sister in our stake recently lost her teenage son to cancer, and she gave a lesson in RS, she said "never let things that need to get done be more important than people that need to be loved" or something along those lines.
I love that poem I think I might copy it. ANd your house is not a wreck it looks great all the time. YOu are a great mom and it shows in everyway :) Hope you are having fun on your trip.
So true...my mom always says...the mess will always be there tomorrow and if something dreadful was to happen today, look at who you have loved instead.
That is the best poem, I have never seen that before.Thanks for posting it.
Okay Sarah, I have to admit, the poem made me teary also. I guess you have to be in the thick of it to really understand huh? I have people ask me that all of the time,
"So what do you do all day?" Sometimes I feel like punching them and then I remind myself that they just don't know yet and it's not their fault. I just answer, "Oh, you really don't want to know because there is way too much poo involved in what I do all day." I hope you are doing well. It's fun to see you here and there. Take care.
So true... thanks for the reminder.
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