Once you’re a mother
\nYou’re a mother for the rest of your life.
\nMotherhood has a whole new dimension
\nThat’s different from being a wife.<\/p>\n
Once you’re a mother
\nYou not only feed, wash and groom
\nYou plan on braces and music lessons
\nAnd close the door in despair on that room.<\/p>\n
Once you’re a mother
\nYou kiss every boo-boo and apple-fresh cheek
\nAche with their heartbreaks, rejoice when they win
\nAnd keep rearranging your plans for your week.<\/p>\n
Once you’re a mother
\nYou’re the pivoting hub for each joyous wedding,
\nThe confessor for secrets too terrible to tell,
\nAnd a constant supplier of crockery and bedding.<\/p>\n
Once you’re a mother
\nYou cherish each letter or call or report.
\nWhen distance prevents you from reading their eyes
\nYou read between lines and bear their retort<\/p>\n
Because once you’re a mother
\nYou’re a mother for the rest of your life.<\/p>\n
-Ethel L. Ingalls<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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