I Choose to be a Mother
Some houses try to hide the fact that children shelter there,
Ours boasts of it quite openly, the signs are everywhere,
For smears are on the windows, little smudges on the door,
I should apologize, I guess, for toys shrewn on the floor,
But I sat down with the children and we played and laughed and read,
And if the windows do not shine, their eyes will shine instead,
And when at times I'm forced to choose the one job or the other,
I want to be a housewife, but first I'll be a mother.
Borrowed from http://angietolpin.blogspot.com
1 comments:
Wise words indeed! It's difficult to balance the two jobs, let alone three when you have a paying job. Now that I look back on my cleaning habits when the kids were little, I do regret not letting go of the housework more often in order to spend more time playing with them. Still and all, though, I do enjoy visiting my mom's spotless, well-organized home, and I don't think the four of us kids turned out too badly considering her cleaning habits. We seldom got sick and always felt comfortable in a very clean home.
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