Mother, O' Mother, come shake out your cloth, Empty the dustpan, poison the moth. Hang out the washing, make up the bed, Sew on a button and butter the bread. Where is the mother whose house is so shocking? She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking. Oh, I've grown as 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 his eyes the most wonderful hue? Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo. The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow, But 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. ~ Ruth Hulbert Hamilton Beds, Nurseries, Butter, Peace Parents, Buttons, Little Boys Blue, Baby, Peaceful Parenting, Sleep
WOW I've never heard it said like this, but I so get it, You can have every plan in the world in your head of what you're going to do after that baby is born, but until it arrives and you hold it you don't truly know what you're going to do!
Love the quote, not crazy about the font. Looks awesome with a yellow room (pooh and honey colored)
Oh.Em.Gee. I love. I once had a man tell me that it must suck to have to carry a baby because you can't eat or drink whatever you want...I told him i bet it sucks to know that he will never be able to feel such life inside his body...
Sweet. Another pinner wrote the following comment, a change I'd also support: "I like this but I would ammend the beginning to 'This is the part of your sweet little story where your pages meet mine...' Validate their life and relationships before they met you.