Words of Wisdom from Mom

My Mom just sent this to me and its just too good not to share with the blogging world! I've been running myself ragged lately- Logan hasn't been the worlds greatest sleeper lately, Jason has been working a lot, the house is a mess, my first day back at work is swiftly approaching and I'm just feeling the stress of it all- It's all a balancing act and as of now, I feel as though I've fallen into the safety net...but this poem is great and I'm going to print it out, frame it and hang it in the nursery (Apparently my Mom had it hanging in our nurseries when my brothers and I were babies) to just get me through those tough days:

Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth

empty the dustpan, poison the moth,

hang out the washing and butter the bread,

sew on a button and make up a bed.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?

She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue

(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

Dishes are waiting and bills are past due

(pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).

The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew

and out in the yard there's a hullabaloo

but I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.

Look! Aren't her eyes the most wonderful hue?

(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,

for children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.

So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.

I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep