Children are an Heritage of the Lord

(Lovingly written by yours truly, Laura Jensen)

Twas the morning after another long day and inside the house,
the baby was stirring; At work was my spouse.
The crying began. I covered my head.
I thought to myself, "Please go back to bed."
Next, a knock at my door, then open with a creak.
The toddler was up and to my side he did sneak.
"Mama, pee-pee!" in my ear he did yell.
One whiff with my nose and sure was the smell.
Out of bed I sprang and stripped him til bare.
Now the baby was screaming, while I clutched wet underwear.
Into the tub I whisked the small tot,
then soaped, rinsed, and dried while he squirmed, sobbed, and fought.
Fresh undies, some shorts, and on with the top.
The babe was hysterical, around her crib she did flop.
I snatched her up, she let out a sigh,
then sniffled, and quivered, and rubbed her red eye.
I made up a bottle quick as an elf.
"Maybe I'll get a nap today..." I lied to myself.
Now the infant was happy sucking away.
I turned to the toddler, "What do you want for breakfast today?"
A banana, some cereal, or oatmeal is offered at most.
But what does he want? Pancakes and cheese toast!
"No sweetie, not today. We have to leave soon for the gym."
But getting my body back after two babies doesn't matter to him.
Crying and fits, "I don't WANNA go there!
I want go zoo!" My nerves begin to wear.
I give him a banana that's a little bit riper,
then go to the baby to change her saggy diaper.
The bottle goes empty, the wailing ensues.
I head to the garbage to trash the refuse.
My foot finds something warm on the carpet with a SQUISH!
"Anything but that!" is my no poo-poo wish.
I slowly look down with hesitation and fear.
It's only a banana! "Thank goodness!" I cheer.
A wet rag and some cleaner take care of it well.
Some days are heaven and some days are hell.
However, this day is not the worst I've had.
No, in fact, today is really not half bad.
So, the hours they go, we somehow get through.
We go to the gym, the store, and library, too.
Daddy gets home, the house is a mess,
and I really never had a chance to shower or dress.
But, we are all happy and healthy today,
so I guess that we MUST be doing okay.
The kids eventually tire after the evening gets late.
Finally it's good night, and to other moms the same fate!