Ode to Motherhood ~

Me Mudder

(Author Unknown)

When me prayers were poorly said,

Who took me from me wittle bed,

And spank me til me ass was red?

Me Mudder

Who took me from me cozy cot,

And laid me on the ice-cold pot,

And made me pee when me could not?

Me Mudder

And when the morning light had come,

And in me bed me dribble some,

Who wiped me tiny wittle bum?

Me Mudder

Who me hair so gently part,

And hugged me gently to her heart,

And sometimes squeeze, til I fart?

Me Mudder

Who looked at me with eyebrows knit,

And dern near threw a fit,

When in me Sunday pants, me shit?

Me Mudder

And at night when her bed did squeak, 

and me raised me head to have a peek,

who yelled at me to go to sleep?

Me Fadder !!!

Growing up, my mom had her own version of the first two verses of this poem that she loved to recite.  

First Communion - 1928

1940

Dressing up as a princess
with great granddaughter Sophia - 2007

Still beautiful in 2007 at age 87

Miss you, mom.  Love you!

Happy Mother's Day to all.

Hugs :)
Lauren