Wednesday, August 27, 2008

A poetic Wednesday! ~ Motherhood~

"Grown don't mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What's that suppose to mean? In my heart it don't mean a thing. "
~Toni Morrison, ~Beloved, 1987~

" Motherhood has a very humanizing effect. Everything gets reduced to essentials." ~Meryl Streep~

"The most important thing she’d learned over the years was that there was no way to be a perfect mother and a million ways to be a good one."
~Jill Churchill~






Motherhood Miles

I change the diapers
wash the pot
scrub the floors
dust "what-nots".

I kiss the "boo-boos"
scratch little backs
make the beds
Pack lunch sacks.

I patch the jeans
darn the socks
dry the tears
comb curly locks.

I drink tea
with teddy bears
put on their p.j.'s
and hear childish prayers.

The price might be sanity
paid in milky smiles
but there is NOTHING I would trade
for my motherhood miles!

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
4-12-1989

Today I have chosen quotes and a poem that fits my mood. I reckon I am missing them now that all the children are "grown" and gone. I try to offer advice sometimes but am quickly told they are grown. I am having a hard time learning "My Place" now that they are all adults. I now understand why My grandma said she had "got mad enough to spit" when my Aunt Lucy told her that she was grown. I hope and pray that I live long enough to hear a grandchild tell the same to my own Kids! I have felt like saying it to my own Mama; but I am smarter than that! She still has a stick somewhere I'm sure of it! And I'm too old to run. Besides she has been "grown" a whole lot longer than me and Just might know a little more than I do about life. Have a great Day! And remember grown don't mean much to your Mama!
Patsy

4 comments:

Sunshine said...

Grown...oh my!I have a son heading off to college next year. This is scary for me. I am glad that I still have a few at home to dance with in the kitchen. Your Aunt Lucy must have been very bold!

Jude8753 said...

Patsy you are so right, my son is 38 and will be 39 way before I turn 56 he is still my baby and always will be. He doesn't seem to get it and figures he is grown and I just am who I am just because. He was diagnosed and given 2 years to live and even though he was grateful I was there he still kept me at a distance because he is a grown man now and doesn't need his Mother or so he thinks.

Anonymous said...

I saw the stick the last time I was there so, I know she still has it. Are you brave enough to hide it? Yea! Me either. I love you. Reuben.

Pblacksaw said...

Sunshine~ I never thought of Aunt Lucy as Bold and yet seing her through your eyes I think she was.. How wonderful! Dance in the kitchen with them as long as they will let you.

Jude~ I will be praying for your sons health issues. Maybe he is trying to protect you from what he knows will be devastating for you.. Just love him It's all any of us can do.


Reuben~ I ain't about to touch that stick. Thinking of trying to hide it gives me the heeby jeebies. I think she has a million of them hidden somewhere. I love you too..


Thanks to all who visit my blog and read my stuff.
Patsy