My First Blog Post

Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow…
For babies grow up we’ve learned to our sorrow…
So quiet down cobwebs…
Dust go to sleep…
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep!

I don’t know how many times I’ve read this poem. My mom made a cross-stitch out of these words, with a picture of a woman rocking her baby. She framed it and it stills hangs in her house to this day. I still read it at least once when I visit her. These words still speak to my heart, and I know they spoke to my mother’s heart, or she never would have made a cross-stitch out of them!

Now I’m a mother, and I’ve learned from first-hand experience that babies really don’t keep! I’ve learned to balance housework with tickle fights (most days), and my to-do lists with story time. I’ve learned that tiny little people get bigger if you blink, and rocking babies becomes a treat instead of a chore.

It’s only fitting that in my first blog I should thank my mother – for teaching me that I am special, for letting cobwebs grow and dust settle, for rocking me until I was too old for it, and for helping me grow into the mother I am today!

I love you Mum!


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