The Mom Crowd

I hope you are honored some small way this Mother’s Day! I have only been a mom for exactly one year, but this has been the proudest year of my life. I mentioned earlier this week that I enjoy creative writing. I got a few minutes to myself tonight at Barnes and Nobles and I wrote this poem for Mother’s Day. (Of course WordPress doesn’t like my cool formatting, so it took out my extra spaces.) I hope it inspires you to blog or journal some your favorite sounds, sights, touches, tastes, and smells of being a mom.

The Five Senses of Being a Mom

Hearing you laugh
when you wake in your crib
Singing in my ears
“Mama” and “Dada”
Listening to cabinet doors open
and all the Tupperware thumping to the floor
Knowing all your toy songs by heart
“One giraffe has spots all over him…”
Discerning all your cries
and knowing exactly what you need

Snacking on your tiny toes
Mashing bananas in oatmeal
Retrieving tree bark and petrified bread pieces
from your little mouth
Taking away your joy of eating
my black flip flops
Introducing you to avocado, butternut squash
and asparagus
Delighting in cheerios
lined around the coffee table

Smelling lavender and soap bubbles
lulling you to sleep
Catching the smell of roses and star-gazers
in the bright delivery room
Transitioning to solids
brings a whole new aroma to the room
Folding fresh miniature shirts and shorts
wafting of Spring mountain breeze
Rubbing my nose in your round
baby-fresh belly

Seeing your swaddled petite body
placed on my chest
Gazing into your beautiful brown eyes
Catching my breath every time
I see your first steps
Staring at you in my arms
all day long
Walking into the nursery
and seeing you stand up for the first time
Watching you grow and develop
in leaps and bounds

Cradling my sweet baby in my arms
Pressing my finger
into your tiny fisted hand
Squeezing your plump thighs
in my gentle grip
Holding your hand
as you walk across the room
Swinging you up in my arms
and kissing you all over