OneLittle2

I’ve read below poem in some blogger blog. Someone change it to tag and pass around in blogsphere now. Now it had been passed to me by this women who soon going to be SAHM.

I love kids since I am very young. I ever babysit my neighbour’s baby when they are still newborn. In fact, he is not my neighbour baby. He is adopted by my neighbour due to his mom has mental problem. I feel sad for him, so everyday after back from school, I will go to my neighbour house, carry him and play with him. During weekend, I will bring him over to my house, feed him and bath him occasionally. Now the boy is 18 years old, he’ll still receive 2 new tees & one pant from me during CNY and an ang pow (red packet).

Before I was a Mom
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn’t worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom
I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn’t want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn’t stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom
I didn’t know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn’t know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn’t know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn’t know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn’t know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.

This poem has been passed around to the other blogging mommies below.

Here’s the first chain, to which you add your link at the bottom after mine.

1. Montessorimum
2. clumsy mommy
3. Sandra
4. VivianZ
5. AllThingsPurple
6. KittyCat
7. Mumsgather
8. In His Time
9. Onelittle2

I hardly do tags now. I will still tag you but if you feel don’t want to do it, you can just skip it.

Below are the mummies that I wish to tag:
1. Tracy
2. Jo-N
3. Slavemom
4. Hui Sia
5. Chinneeq