Love notes from my nymphet doodle!
As I stretched n huffed n puffed…could hear a slight rustling sound from the other side of the door. No matter how hard I concentrated, the murmurous brook outside my bedroom kept disquieting my power-packed workout.
It’s tough to be a mum sometimes! Oh yeah…have heard this like a billion times! And my nymphet was a pro in grabbing all the attention when I wanted least company. There is an unwritten rule or something about this whole equation between kids n their mommies.
The moment you sit to calm down a ravenous hunger pang, even if you kid was asleep, the unknown iniquitous powers would connive & nudge her awake to cry her loudest cry to be lifted.
You have bathed & are purity personified on your way to say a quick prayer & stop! Your kid needs its mum right then! She’s soiled her nappy & needs a change….read my lips…IMMEDIATELY! No if’s…no but’s…you sure drive me nuts!
And then slowly your social circle starts dwindling. The friend calls & as you exchange pleasantries…your kids broken the necklace & stuck the bead up her nose all in 3 seconds flat! What a genius! She sure shall beat them meerkats in her endevour to discover life’s greatness.
The friend in the meantime is all apologetic & holds herself responsible for being accountable for my child’s actions. The counter reaction? The only tiny ray of a friend I had disappears behind a haze of forgotten friendships.
So this mornings prevarications getting me this close to losing it. In a swift motion a little folded page is thrust from below the door accompanied by much giggling. Hmmm…now I’m curious. What could that little imp be up to this time?
Reading the most lovely n innocent note from my 7-year ole leaves me soaking in love. The exasperation of motherhood is replaced by this need to give her the tightest hug!
Row Row Row your boat,
Gently down the street,
Merrily…merrily…merrily…merrily…
Life is but a dream!
She says....Dont ever die mommy & if you have to....please go only when I have my own babies & I'm too busy to cry!
Copyright © BuntysBanter 2007
It’s tough to be a mum sometimes! Oh yeah…have heard this like a billion times! And my nymphet was a pro in grabbing all the attention when I wanted least company. There is an unwritten rule or something about this whole equation between kids n their mommies.
The moment you sit to calm down a ravenous hunger pang, even if you kid was asleep, the unknown iniquitous powers would connive & nudge her awake to cry her loudest cry to be lifted.
You have bathed & are purity personified on your way to say a quick prayer & stop! Your kid needs its mum right then! She’s soiled her nappy & needs a change….read my lips…IMMEDIATELY! No if’s…no but’s…you sure drive me nuts!
And then slowly your social circle starts dwindling. The friend calls & as you exchange pleasantries…your kids broken the necklace & stuck the bead up her nose all in 3 seconds flat! What a genius! She sure shall beat them meerkats in her endevour to discover life’s greatness.
The friend in the meantime is all apologetic & holds herself responsible for being accountable for my child’s actions. The counter reaction? The only tiny ray of a friend I had disappears behind a haze of forgotten friendships.
So this mornings prevarications getting me this close to losing it. In a swift motion a little folded page is thrust from below the door accompanied by much giggling. Hmmm…now I’m curious. What could that little imp be up to this time?
Reading the most lovely n innocent note from my 7-year ole leaves me soaking in love. The exasperation of motherhood is replaced by this need to give her the tightest hug!
Row Row Row your boat,
Gently down the street,
Merrily…merrily…merrily…merrily…
Life is but a dream!
She says....Dont ever die mommy & if you have to....please go only when I have my own babies & I'm too busy to cry!
Copyright © BuntysBanter 2007
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