Being a full time mother today is undervalued. Here's a little piece of our journey and the joy we find in it.
3 Jul 2012
All grown up
When I grow up
I want to be
Ma-ny diffe-rent
People you see
Doctor or nurse
Who wipes a brow
So upside down
I'll turn a frown
Hairdresser too
I'll brush your hair
To make you look
Really so fair
Ra-cing dri-ver
I'll zoom around
Winning the race
Won't touch the ground
A sil-ly clown
Who likes to try
To make you laugh
So hard you'll cry
Maybe a maid
To turn a bed
And make a mess
Tidy instead
A fei-sty chef
With a tall hat
Whip up a meal
Won't make you fat
A school tea-cher
A, B and C
I'll help you win
The spell-ing Bee
My mum tells me
"Well that's nice dear
But you can only
Pick one, I fear"
Oh no, I say
It's so fun-ny
I can be all
When I'm mummy!
You kiss my knee
When I fall down
You brush my hair
And drive me round
You make me laugh
And keep me clean
Make sure I'm full
With more than beans
You teach me lots
I want to do
Just the same thing
And be like you
Photo credit: http://destinationhwood.blogspot.co.uk/
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