At seven A.M., I don't envy the mob
Who rise, shine and shower and go to the job.
In rain, sleet or storm, whether snowing or blowing,
I stay home and savor the joys of not going.
Cheers to you dears out fulfilling yourselves.
I'll bake me a cake, and I'll straighten my shelves,
I'll write some light verse and I'll practice some Bach.
If my neighbor drops in, I'll take time for a talk.
I'd rather have a family than fortune or fame;
I don't think my apron's a Red Badge of Shame.
You're welcome to banking, computers and math,
Guns, plumbing and business. I'll take a hot bath.
Art, music, letters—the good things of life
Are no less my own, since I'm mother and wife.
If I scrub, mop or dig in the garden, I'm free...
Remember, the choices were all made by me.
Helene Lewis Coffer
I really like that poem. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI have been a stay at home mom, most of my married life (almost 24yrs). There was a period of time that I had to work, to help pay steep medical bills.
(Our daughter had a kidney transplant.)
I was so grateful when I could be a stay at home mom again.
I think I'm wired to be a homemaker, and home is where my heart is and I am happiest at home :)
Thanks again for sharing !!
This is awesome! I'm sending a link to this to all the sahms in my family!
ReplyDeleteAt times I am curious to see what my life might have been like had I chosen not to stay at home with my kids, and then I look at them and realize there is nowhere else in the world I would rather be!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by my blog :)