Who loves ya, baby?

I love people who...

Cry in the middle of the night.

Poop their pants.

Spit green beans at me.

Gag on tylenol.

Hate Bananas

Wave at themself in the mirror.

Pull the cat's tail.

Pinch my face.

Have sticky hands.

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I also love people who...

Like to dump all their belongings in my living room.

Insist on waffles every morning for breakfast.

Wake up at 6:45 each morning, even on Saturdays.

Make me "Apple Sprinkle Coffee."

Have colored on my kitchen table.

Will barely use a tissue and discard it on the floor.

Have a hard time sharing.

Get into my scrapbook paper and color on each sheet...without asking permission.

Any guesses who these people may be?

Before I was a mom

As promised...

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 the words to lullabies.

Before I was a mom

I didnt worry whether or not my

plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

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 a sleeping baby just because I didn't

want to put it down.

I never felt my heart break into a million tiny pieces

when I couldn't stop the hurt.

I never knew something so small could affect

my life so much.

I never knew 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.

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