Dienstag, 13. Mai 2008

mit ecken und kanten

in letzter zeit habe ich oft über meine kinder gemeckert. aber in wirklichkeit liebe ich meine kleinen monster mit allen ecken und kanten die sie haben. junior auf seine art. madame auf ihre art. wenn sie abends in ihren betten liegen, habe ich alle ihre taten vergessen und ich danke gott von ganzem herzen, dass ich diese beiden kinder bekommen durfte.

im internet habe ich ein wunderschönes gedicht gefunden. ein gedicht für mütter. leider ist der autor dieser wundervollen worte nicht bekannt. das gedicht habe ich nicht übersetzt, denn es ist auch für die englischmuffel unter uns leicht zu verstehen. gleichzeit widme ich dieses gedicht meiner schwester, die in etwa zwei monaten zum ersten mal mama wird. und auch miss bossy, sie bekommt ihr erstes baby auch in etwa zwei monaten und allen müttern auf der welt.

Before I Was a Mom

Before I was a Mom
I made and ate hot meals.
I had unstained clothing.
I had quiet conversations on the phone.

Before I was a Mom
I slept as late as I wanted
And never worried about how late
I got into bed.
I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.

Before I was a Mom,
I cleaned my house each day.
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to lullabies.

Before I was a Mom,
I had never been pooped on,
Spit up on,
Chewed on,
Peed on,
Or pinched by tiny fingers.

Before I was a Mom,
I had complete control of myself;
My thoughts,
My body,
And my mind.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held down a screaming child
so that doctors could do tests or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't
want to put it down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew something so small could affect my
life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom,
I didn't know the feeling of having my
heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel
to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a
Mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small
could make me feel so important.

Before I was a Mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of
the night every ten minutes to make
sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
The joy,
The love,
The heartache,
The wonderfulment,
Or the satisfaction of being a Mom.

I didn't know I was capable of feeling so
much before I was a Mom.


with all rough edges

lately i often grumbled on my kids. but the truth is i love my little monsters with all the rough edges they have. ds by his way. and dd on her way. but in the evening, when they sleep in their beds i forget everything they have done. than i thank the lord from the bottom of my heart that he gave me this children. on the internet i found this wonderful poem. unfortunately i wasn't able to find the writer of these wonderful words. i inscribe this poem to my sister, who'll be a mum for the first time in about two months, to miss bossy - she'll be a mum soon - and to all the mums in the world.

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5 x Senf dazu gegeben:

LittleMissBossy hat gesagt…

Oh danke fuer die Widmung.

Schluchz. Plaerren ist eh so einfach im Moment! :-)

Sehr schoen!

Die Hausfrau hat gesagt…

hab da einfach an dich denken müssen!

Katie Bella hat gesagt…

Ohhh, that's wonderful!!!
It brought tears to my eyes. Every word of it is true.
Thank you for sharing!

Irina hat gesagt…

Hi Hausfrau,

keine Sorge,dat geht vorbei......

LG
Irina

hierundjetzt hat gesagt…

so schön!
ja, ich gäbe meine kids auch nicht her, auch wenns immer mal wieder schwierig ist :-)