Happy Mothers Day
© DEBRA S. HIGGINBOTHAM
SOURCE: FAMILY, FRIENDS POEMS
STICKY FINGERS ‘ TANGLED HAIR,
SCATTERED CRAYONS, EVERYWHERE.
FANCY ARTWORK ‘ ON THE WALL ‘
DRAWN BY MIDGETS ‘ THREE FEET TALL.
TELL ME WHY ‘ AND TELL ME HOW ‘
THAT WAS MINE ‘ I WANT IT NOW!
FIX MY BIKE. BUY ME GUM.
IF YOU HAVE IT, I WANT SOME.
DIRTY FACES, GRASS-STAINED KNEES,
LEARNING WORDS ‘ LIKE PRETTY PLEASE.
ENDLESS HUGS & GOOFY WET KISSES,
LEARNING RESPECT WITH ‘MR.’ & ‘MRS.’
SCRAPED-UP HANDS, FROM FALLING DOWN.
TENDER TUGS – – ON MY NIGHT GOWN.
NEED MORE PAPER ‘ FOR SANTA’S LETTER?
I WASN’T SO BAD ‘ BUT I’VE BEEN BETTER.
WATCHING A MOVIE ‘ AGAIN AND AGAIN ‘
MOMMY, PLEASE ‘ PUT THE TAPE BACK IN.
MESSY FINGERS ‘ HAIR GONE WILD ‘
ALL IN THE LIFE ‘ OF A PRECIOUS CHILD !!
My Mommyhood– loving almost every minute;
not wanting to trade a second of it.
After spending 17 weeks on complete bed-rest, and reaching a full-term pregnancy…
my baby girl makes her grand entrance.
My sweet baby girl… that is me in the background. I am all kinds of pregnant, and finally off of bed-rest. I made it to the ‘safe’ zone and got to spend my last 4 weeks up-right. This is one of my all time favorite photos.
That is me… without eyes, and a smile of pure fright, while partaking in ‘Kangaroo Care’ –that is what the NICU nurses call it… I call it scared out of my mind with my child on my chest and a bunch of tubes taped to my body. I thought I was going to ‘break her.’
I’d like to report –that I did not.
Me with the little one…
on family vacation in St Augustine, Fl.
“THERE IS NO WAY TO BE A PERFECT MOTHER, AND A MILLION WAYS TO BE A GOOD ONE”
JILL CHURCHILL
