Friday, January 07, 2011

babies don't keep

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
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
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?

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.
{Song for a 5th Child, by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton}

this week, my darling blog friend rachel, posted a fabulous and relevant post. it was like it was just for me!! included in the post was the little verse above. i have heard it before, but reading it again the other day brought me to tears. my sweet boy just turned two! i will never have that time back, and may never have more children, only the lord knows!

if you know me at all, you know that i simply cannot abide in "mess". you also know that a mess to me is a morning coffee cup on the counter, a bit of banana stuck on a kitchen chair, the pillows not "just right" on the couch...i just can't think straight unless my home and car are tidy. basically, as i have often been told, i am a freak about neat. having elijah in the house has been a highlight of my life, but also a gigantic test of my character. i have seen many things about myself that truly make me ill. one being, i care too much about the state of my habitat. this strength AND weakness is a constant chore to keep balanced as a wife and mama. so, please, pray with me that i will continue to learn to just focus on my family and my walk with the lord! sheesh!

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