BABIES…SURELY THE GREATEST THING

When I brought a newborn baby home  from the hospital,

and placed him in a bassinet, held him in a rocking chair, and fed

him at my breast, I thought to myself that this is surely the greatest thing

About being a mother, having a newborn baby.

When my  child became a toddler, crawling, then walking, exploring his world around him, tasting new foods, playing with little wooden blocks and toy cars, learning new words every day  , I thought to myself that surely the greatest thing about being a mother was having a toddler.

When my child started school and learned to ride a tricycle, and began to  learn his ABCs, and we could go to bookstores together, I thought to myself that surely the greatest thing about being a mother was having a five year old;

When  my child grew a little older and learned to play Scrabble, and we began taking our sons camping and I taught them how to mix and bake cookies, and we’d make gingerbread houses out of graham crackers, I thought to my self that surely the greatest thing about being a mother was having  sons to do these things with.

And then my sons became teenagers who became  young men in the blink of an eye, and as they  brought home friends (and  often runaways and strays) I thought to myself that surely the greatest thing about being a mother was having teenagers who had turned out to be kind and considerate human being, but now  they are men who have children of their own; I thought to myself that surely the greatest  thing about being a mother is having sons who care about you, who call frequently to see how you are who bring their children to you so that they can learn how tomake cookies and gingerbread houses, too, just as they used to do.

their lives are played out in stages, that began as newborn babies and every step of the way , I thought to myself that this was surely the greatest thing about being a mother.

Sandra Lee Smith

Originally composed February 13, 2010/Updated June 22, 2018

Sandy’s chatter note:  I raised four sons ( no girls until granddaughters came along) but this poem is really a composite of bringing four sons into this world. And I really did believe that each stage was the greatest.

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