Ode
To Mother
Take some sperm and scramble it into a little egg
Bake for 9 months in the "oven", that sits atop your legs.
Then comes the gush of water telling you to push
and now you have a baby and "roids" upon your tush.
You stare in wonder at the babe, red as a
salami
It strikes you like a bolt of lightening, now you are a
mommy!
Oh joy and wondrous rapture! Good feelings are galore!
Except for when she latches on....your nipples are still
sore.
Soon the babe is toddling, all
throughout the house
and anything not childproofed, is blamed upon your spouse!
Baby food is soon eschewed, in favor of some solids
Fruits & veggies? Oh yeah, right. ME ONLY WANT MCDONALDS!
Sleep is back. Sex resumes, your thighs
are back to size
When what should happen....OH no NO! Another rabbit dies!
The years go by, you travel through the twos that are so
terrible,
You thank the grapes that make the wine, that make this
time more bearable. <continued below>
Tantrums, vaccinations, scrapes covered
with goop
And don't forget those diapers with mudslide looking poop.
Off to school the children head, but do you feel ho-hum?
No, of course you'll miss them, but now you have FREEDOM!
Baking for the PTA, reading to the
classes
then one day they're in their teens....MY the time sure
passes!
They raid your fridge, they take your keys, they hang with
kids named BUG
And they'd sooner eat a live chinchilla than give you a
simple hug.
Then off they go into the world, to
school and then to jobs
You stop by their apartment, they're still living like
slobs.
Then one day they bring someone quite special to your
house
the person who will hold the title of your baby's spouse.
The years again fly by so fast, till one
night the phone does shrill.
And in the darkness you slowly smile, "Mom, we had a
girl."
Grandmothering comes quite easy, in fact, for it you have
a knack.
Especially the part that lets you give the baby back!
You watch now from a distance as your
child starts to discover
All the wonders you have weathered that go into being
"Mother".
The card shows up near Mother's Day, the tears begin to
flow,
"I learned to be a Mother, Mom -- you taught me all I
know."

Linda Sharp is an internationally published humorist,
appearing regularly in publications from Canada to New
Zealand, as well as many parenting websites. She is also
co-creator of the totally irreverent and hilarious Sanity
Central—A Time Out From Parenting. As a mother of three
children (4 if you count her husband ), she firmly
believes that laughter IS the best medicine.
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