Why am I qualified to talk to you about being a Mother?
Truthfully, I’m probably not. I still have no idea what I’m doing.
Why should you listen to me?
Well, “because I said so”
Ok, in all seriousness, I have been mothering my own children for 13 years….I am the mother of:
- a 13 year old girl Savannah
- an 11 year old girl Jadyn
- an 8 year old boy Caleb
and I have an angel in heaven whom I was blessed to mother only in the womb (Alexis would be 12 years old)
And….. every once in a while, I even Mother my husband (but he doesn’t prefer that) and I’m not so good at it either.
So, I wrote a poem that shows just how close I am to being a Proverbs 31 wife and mother. I hope you get a good laugh as I highlight the chaos that I call “Motherhood”.
Just Another Imperfect Mom
(by: Christine Bischof)
I cook for my kids, oh that’s for sure
However the food isn’t always real pure
I don’t tend a garden or pick fruit from a tree
Some food comes out of containers you see
I clean up the house but it’s never spotless
I try to pick up as they add to the mess
Some weeks nothing else seems to get done
Except meal preparation, and cleanup is real fun
I comfort and consult broken little hearts
This is often the most amazingly tender part
Then other days I’m just a plain-old grump
And just want to lay around like a rotten old stump
I care for their boo-boos and sick little bods
But my hands as I care for them are truly God’s
I sit by their side when they’ve been hurt by a friend
But they often still feel like their hearts will not mend
I discipline and teach when it’s lesson time
And the consequences cannot be mine
This role is really an unappreciated one
But I know it’ll be worth it when all is said and done
I work a full-time job outside of the home
And when time allows, I might write a silly poem
But every bit of time spent away from my three
Often makes me feel guilty for time spent on me
In summary I can tell you one thing for sure
Motherhood is a role that takes you to the floor
It’s on your knees where the battles are fought
And believe me, the number of battles is a LOT
Being a Mom can be a thankless role
But what other job has such a lofty goal
To raise little beings who will go on to display
Great character and integrity each and every day
This thing that we do may tire us out
But being content is not what it’s about
We strive to be excellent in each step we take
Knowing they are watching each move that we make.