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MOTHERS DAY... 5/11/2007 11:40:51 AM
A little tribute to all the Mothers out there....
What makes good mothers?
It is a pertinent question whose answer cannot be contained within a few words. Mothers comprise of a bundle of emotions that sometimes defy reason. So this goes out to all the mothers who have kept awake all night with their sick toddlers in their arms, constantly uttering those compassionate words, "It's OK honey, Mommy's here."
For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes. And all the mothers who don't.
For those who show up at work with milk stains on their dress and diapers in their handbags.
For those mothers who cannot restrain tears from trickling down their cheeks when they hold their babies for the first time in their arms; and for the mothers who give birth to babies they'll never see.
For the mothers who gave homes to babies and gifted them a family.
For the mothers who yell at their kids who clamour for ice cream before dinner.
For the mothers who defy all odds just to watch her kid perform and repeat to themselves
"That's my child!!"
For all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year, and then read it again. "Just one more time."
For the mothers who taught their children to tie the shoelaces even before they started going to school.
For the mothers who incontinently turn their heads when they hear the word "Mom",
even though they know that their kids are nowhere around.
For the mothers who silently shed tears for their children who have gone astray.
For all those mothers whose heart aches to watch her son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time.
For all the mothers of the victims of all these school shootings, and the mothers of those who were involved in the shooting.
For the mothers of the Survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, clinging to their child who just arrived from school safely.
So, this is meant for all the young and aged mothers, working mothers and housewives, married mothers and the single mothers, those with money and without and for those without whom life would have been insufferable.
For you..I Wish you a very Happy Mother's Day!!
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SOME MOMISM'S...
If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you do it too?
Shut the door - I can't pay to heat the whole neighborhood.
There are starving people in India
who would be happy to clean your plate for you.
I'm not everyone else's mother - I'm your mother.
I would have never talked to my mother like that!
Don't use that tone with me!
You better wipe that smile off you face before I do it for you.
Were you born in a barn? Close that door!
"I don't know" is not an answer.
I don't care what everyone else is doing,
I care what YOU are doing.
As long as you live under my roof, you'll listen to my rules.
Bored? How can you be bored?
I was never bored at your age.
Don't you have anything better to do with yourself?
Don't make me come in there!
Don't roll your eyes at me.
I'm not going to ask you again
What do I look like, your maid?!
I wouldn't make you do it if I didn't love you.
Who do you think you are - the Queen of Sheba?
Are you going out dressed like THAT?
Don't sit so close to the TV - you'll ruin your eyes.
If you keep acting like a baby, I'll start treating you like one.
You'll understand when you're older.
Turn off the light!
Do you think we own the electric company?
Some day you'll thank me for this.
When I was a little girl ...
Act your age!
Don't make me stop this car!
Don't put that in your mouth - you don't know where it's been.
We had a lot more respect for adults when I was a child.
I'll treat you like an adult when you start acting like one.
Go play outside, it's a beautiful day!
I didn't ask who put it there, I said pick it up!
Don't cross your eyes, they'll get stuck that way.
Go to your room and think about what you did.
You didn't learn that in THIS house!
LOOK at me when I'm talking to you.
So it's raining. You're not made of sugar,
you won't melt.
Why? Because I said so!
Am I talking to a brick wall?
I was not put on this earth to entertain you
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A mother's love begins
Before the child is born
And lasts through time
And difficulties
And differences
And many wounds
And days of joy
And days of sorrow
Winding, wearing
Weeping, sharing
Changing
Until, at the end
What remains
Is that solid core
That began as love
Before the child was born.
