Sometimes, I need a reminder.

As a busy stay at home Mom - with too much to do on a daily basis and never enough time (it seems) to do it..

 Sometimes I need a reminder that my kids will only be kids for so long and that no matter if it's today, tomorrow, or 10 years from now - the dust will always be there to dust, the sweeping to be swept, and the laundry to be done.

 Sometimes the reminder comes in the form of a thought at how quickly our sweet little babies grow, or how many Mothers have empty arms and would love to have a dirty house in exchange for their little one to hold, but today I am simply reminded of this poem, and while my teething, grumpy and quite clingy little guy needs me so much today - I am blessed to have him to need me. I hope that makes sense to everyone. I'll share it now, and stop rambling.

Mother, O' Mother, come shake out your cloth,

Empty the dustpan, poison the moth.

Hang out the washing, make up the bed,

Sew on a button and butter the bread.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?

She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,

Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo.

Dishes are waiting and bills are past due,

Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek - peekaboo.

The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew,

And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo.

But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.

Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue?

Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo.

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow,

But children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.

So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!

I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.

~ Ruth Hulbert Hamilton