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Mother Stress

You dont know what stress is until, you have a headache & have to take a pill. Stress is kids running around screaming, watching the glare from the tv beaming. Wondering what to make for dinner, or if the kids will call it a winner? Looking for all their socks with no mates, asking where is mommy's cd case? Trying to feed the cat, dog, & fish, praying that the dishes were done, I wish! Hopeing that one day things will change, looking at the living room - time to rearrange. Never knowing whats to come, yelling at the kids look out mommy's burning the buns! Praying that for the kids sake you'll never be poor, here we go again - off to the grocery store. Laundry stacks up higher and higher, kids are fighting -"No mommy she's the liar!" Wondering how your gonna pay the bills, and have enough money to get the kids' pills. But at the end of the day its all for the best, watching four little faces getting ready to rest. Knowing that there are many more stressers along the way, but in the back of your mind you look forward for each day. You can deal with it as long as you try, just don't ever doubt yourself or ask yourself why!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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