Many days we wake up, fresh and full of life
To be real, by breakfast, I'm half ready to die
Exhausted from diapers, tantrums, helping you to eat
Thinking of the rest of the days stress leaves me really beat.
Then playtime happens and it's screams of "NO" and "MINE"
and tantrums, hitting, kicking, passing that imaginary sanity line.
Just when I think I can't take anymore the clock then starts to ding
Reminding me that it's naptime, and relaxing time can begin.
Dishes, laundry, cleaning... prepping for the night
A moment or two of sanity regaining future sight
Soon I hear the noise of "Mama I awake!"
I think to myself whew, that was a nice break.
Happiness and delight with my little partners in crime
hoping for an outting trip, escaping from inside
To see their little eyes aglare, and feet running wild and free
It fills the best desire of happiness, deep inside of me.
My adorable little buddies, creaters of happiness and stress
Gifts of life galore, for they truly are the best
I complain far too often of the difficulties of life
Though in my heart I know, without them would never be right
I graciously accept my future... full of craziness, impulsiveness and love
With knowledge that these angels were sent from God above
Though my future will end up being crazier and even more than wild
you're a gift to teach me patience and love through the innocence of a child
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