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Motherhood for some comes easy, even unwanted.
For others, there are months of preparation and failure,
Days of longing and disappointment.
Even success—the long-sought reward—
Inaugurates a time of anticipation and worry.
But when motherhood becomes a reality,
The expected joy arrives with it.
There will be trials ahead,
But, for now, the daily delights are enough.
Even if harried and tired in domestic disarray,
Take time to cherish your first Mother’s Day.
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Becoming a mother’s not easy.
There are days when you’re upset or queasy.
As expected, your clothes do not fit,
And you may become clumsy a bit.
But the little one’s emerging at last
Makes you forget every problem that’s past.
And now, for you minding compete
Tiny hands and bottoms and feet.
There are car seats and bottles and diapers
And powder and ointment and wipers.
Do take a break for some feminine play,
And enjoy with abandon your first Mother’s Day.
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