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Before I was a mom poem

by Jane on January 30, 2009 · 2 comments

baby-toysBefore I was a Mom,
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to a lullaby.

I didn’t worry whether or not
my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom,
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.

I had complete control of my mind
and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held down a screaming child
so 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 her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn’t stop the hurt.

I never knew that 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.

baby-feet-imageI didn’t know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.

I had never known the warmth, the joy,
the love, the heartache, the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being a Mom.

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

(I found this online, but have no idea who wrote it.  If you know, please let me know so that I can give credit where it is due.  Thanks!)

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I'm excited to experience all of this stuff mentioned... well maybe I could do without being chewed on, pooped on, and peed on. Ha, ha! Good times in baby land for sure!

So very true. I actually still remember the first time Adia pooped, puked and peed on me. And nearly daily hold her while she sleeps because I just can't stand laying her down. There's a reason we're still cosleeping.

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