Meet LittleG (Gertjie), a baby white rhino. When his mother
This is a shout out to all the amazing Moms in the world, to give thanks for doing the best you know how to each day, for giving so much of yourself, and for simply loving your child. We are not handed manuals on how to raise our children, but the most important ingredient doesn’t come from a manual anyway… it is found only in the heart, the soul, the entire essence of our beings… and that is LOVE. Pure, raw, unconditional Love.
If this poem moves you, you are obviously of Love, and I thank you.
Poem by Annie Reneau
TO ALL AMAZING MOMS:
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I cry for you, little one.
Sometimes I cry because the world is so big and you’re so small, and I worry—Oh, do I worry—about your smallness in this big world.
Sometimes I cry because you’re so big and I’m so small, and the bigger you get to me, the smaller I get to you, and I worry—Lord, how I worry—about my smallness in your big world.
Sometimes I cry because this love is too big and my heart is too small, and a bursting heart feels—strangely, painfully—an awful lot like a breaking one.
Sometimes I cry because I’m overwhelmed by the beauty of you.
Sometimes I cry because I’m overwhelmed by the weight of you.
Sometimes I cry because in the process of gaining you, I gave up a version of me, and though I wouldn’t change that even if I could, sometimes I miss me desperately.
Sometimes I cry because your skin is so soft, and your eyes are so bright, and your soul is so new, and your heart is so open, and I’m sad. I’m sad that your innocence will crumble from experiences brutal and necessary, because you are as painfully human as the rest of us.
Sometimes I cry because you need help in ways that I can’t help you, and helplessness as a parent feels—strangely, surprisingly—an awful lot like sheer terror.
Sometimes I cry because as a mother I have no choice but to put on my big-girl panties every day, and both of those things—having no choice and big-girl panties—can be really, really uncomfortable.
Sometimes I cry because I am so unbelievably tired—not sleepy, but tired—that I can’t do anything else.
Sometimes I cry because I hear God in your giggles.
Sometimes I cry because your very existence evokes a joy so profound that smiles and laughter can’t quite reach it.
Sometimes I cry because this blessing is so big and my cup is so small and the overflow has to go somewhere.
Sometimes I cry because all of these things—the love, the worry, the sadness, the beauty, the bursting, the big-girl panties, the blessing—it’s all too much to take. Just too, too much.
So sometimes I cry for you. And for me. And for this big world. And for a thousand other terrible, wonderful, desperate, beautiful reasons that you won’t understand until you’re a parent.
Sometimes I cry for you, little one. Big, cleansing tears.
— written by Annie Reneau —
Annie writes about motherhood and other hilariously beautiful things. On good days, she enjoys juggling life with her husband and three children. On bad days, she binges on chocolate chips and dreams of traveling the world alone. See her blog @ http://MotherhoodAndMore.com
Ok now to lighten it up a little and give you a smile:
Little Mama’s Boy (A Little Drummer Boy Mom Parody)
Watch near the end for a cute surprise 🙂
Video is Also by Annie Reneau
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