I am a Mother.
I do sleepless nights...
I do cough medicine...breathing treatments...allergy medicine...I do breakfast...
I do my showers when my husband makes it home at the end of the day...
My beauty routine is less than 20 minutes.
I do prayers...
I rub heads to soothe...
I talk when I do not always want to.
I do knock-knock jokes...classroom volunteering...soccer practice...and, doctors appointments..
I do toys...books...and crafts...
I pull strength from God when I so often have nothing left of my own to give...
I do safety...security...and slumber parties...
I am a Mother...
I make mistakes, but, I am quick to correct them...
I do "I'm sorry...please forgive me..."
I do laughter...
I do punishment...training...and teaching...
I do second chances...third...and fourth...
I do caring..
I do fun...
I do things I always want to remember being done...
I do laundry, dishes, cooking, and cleaning...
I am a Mother...
I do confidence when it's not always simple...
I do beautiful when I feel at my worst...
I do worry...and I do scared...I do excited...I have to do fair.
I do this thing called Mothering...I do it each day...all day...everyday...
I do it with God...and he carries me. He carries this Mother because I couldn't do this Mothering thing without someone greater than I am.
I do Mothering..I do it with God.
I do sleepless nights...
I do cough medicine...breathing treatments...allergy medicine...I do breakfast...
I do my showers when my husband makes it home at the end of the day...
My beauty routine is less than 20 minutes.
I do prayers...
I rub heads to soothe...
I talk when I do not always want to.
I do knock-knock jokes...classroom volunteering...soccer practice...and, doctors appointments..
I do toys...books...and crafts...
I pull strength from God when I so often have nothing left of my own to give...
I do safety...security...and slumber parties...
I am a Mother...
I make mistakes, but, I am quick to correct them...
I do "I'm sorry...please forgive me..."
I do laughter...
I do punishment...training...and teaching...
I do second chances...third...and fourth...
I do caring..
I do fun...
I do things I always want to remember being done...
I do laundry, dishes, cooking, and cleaning...
I am a Mother...
I do confidence when it's not always simple...
I do beautiful when I feel at my worst...
I do worry...and I do scared...I do excited...I have to do fair.
I do this thing called Mothering...I do it each day...all day...everyday...
I do it with God...and he carries me. He carries this Mother because I couldn't do this Mothering thing without someone greater than I am.
I do Mothering..I do it with God.