There once was a mother of three
Who never had time for just she.
When they’d all cry, “Mom!”
She’d sigh and she’d moan,
“Why did I birth successively?”
©2020 Chelsea Owens
Photo Credit: Jessica Rockowitz
There once was a mother of three
Who never had time for just she.
When they’d all cry, “Mom!”
She’d sigh and she’d moan,
“Why did I birth successively?”
©2020 Chelsea Owens
Photo Credit: Jessica Rockowitz
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My mom is a mother of 3, which is exactly why I’ve absolutely reached my limit with 2! I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night thinking one of them is calling for me, only to find them sound asleep and me staring at the ceiling.
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I think that’s when they’re faking. They’ve really been calling you, but pretend to be asleep once you get up.
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Why, those little stinkers…And they wonder why I’m too tired to play all day.
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My mum was a mother to 5. With only 1, I kinda dropped the baton on that one.
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😀 There’s still time… No, wait. I suggest you stick with the fifty crazy creatures at your house already!
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