Two baby girls, so tiny so small. We grew up together, I thought I knew it all. Changing diapers, making formula too. Sterilize bottles, I had no clue? Crying all night and sleeping all day. Lord, something is wrong here was all I could say. I held them and rocked them, I couldn't find out. What was the problem, I had my doubts. Two years apart, I was ever so glad. If I would have had twins it would have really been bad. I taught myself everything. I became such a pro. Before long I learned it. I put on quite a show. Other feelings came in. Ones I never had. The instincts of a Mother, sometimes they hurt so bad. I watched them sit up, crawl, stand, and tumble. When they fell I cried to see them stumble. I sat there wondering just what to do. I knew that I knew nothing, I was such a fool. All I had was this toolbox I brought though life. Believe me, it didn't have much, kind of tarnished and light. It held all the things that I learned inside. I prayed to God, please let me do right. Little did they know we did it together. We stumbled, tripped, fell, and got up again. It sure seemed to me like stormy weather. We lived and learned all the way through. We laughed when we could, we cried lots too. Mothers are funny, they don't seem to change. Babies grow up, Mother hens stay the same. Babies go out on their own, they say don't worry so much. But this Mother thing, it pulls no punch. It stays in our hearts, as long as we live. It's our job we learned, our heart and soul to give. Those two baby girls are just as special today, as when the Lord gave me their lives, each in a special way. Thank you Lord from up above to let me give my own true love. I feel so blessed for all that was sent, straight down from you on the wings of a dove! Written by: Sally Matheson |
My Two Baby Girls. |
