I’m His Mommy, It’s What I Do.

I found this poem and absolutely loved it!!!

From tracking down lost sippy-cups

To cleaning up toys, spills and boo-boos

Pridefully I handle them all

I’m his mommy, it’s what I do.

A road warrior, who travels around town

To therapy appointments, the library and zoo.

My goal is to help him keep learning

I’m his mommy, it’s what I do,

Twenty-four hour room service

Changing diapers and inspecting poo.

Always checking to make sure he’s healthy

I’m his mommy, it’s what I do.

Playtimes together are the absolute best !

Especially when he pretends to be Thomas and yells “choo-choo!”

I playfully cheer, and yell right along

I’m his mommy, it’s what I do.

My work day is never-ending.

All the chores never seem to get done.

But is scrubbing floors and dishes really that important

If he’s happy, healthy and having fun !?

My payments are always in Eskimo kisses

And sweet morning whispers of “I…

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