Young Mamma

I'll respect your smug remarks
even though I don't agree
I just don't understand 
why you're patronizing me

Heaven forbid this incident
should e'er befall you
until you've walked
in these same shoes
you don't know WHAT you'll do

You wag your tongue
and turn your nose
at every move I make
But you're still a brand new "mommy"
just wait - you'll make mistakes

You think you've got it figured out
YOUR perfect child can cope
they'll turn around and hang you
with that 'condescending' rope

You'll soon see how hard it is 
to ignore them when they cry
until you've been a mom awhile
you best not criticize
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Osborne Avatar
April 21, 2017 at 9:41 PM
Must remember to let my wife read this. She will love it. So many times, over the years, others have given their unwarrented opinions on child rearing, to be rudely awaken when they have the experience themselves. She despised when a new parent spent their "two cents" on a mother of three.
Rodd Avatar
April 22, 2017 at 9:20 AM
..and there's always one in every crowd!
Green Avatar
April 5, 2017 at 6:18 AM
Exactly, that goes for father's too. Just wait, you'll see. Kids are kids, they fill your life with joy while making it miserable at the same time. Like the statement, "My kid is a perfect little angel" and my response, "Yeah, whatever" Nicely done Gayle.
Rodd Avatar
April 5, 2017 at 6:26 AM
Thx Chris, you get what I was tryin' to say.
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