Being a Mom

Love being a mom ...but some days are tough ..Today was one of them.. but Aha !! this poem shared by a friend is so lovely ... brings back the smiles :)

My name is Mom
The telephone is ringing, TV is blaring..
Sister is crying, because Brother's not sharing
There's a spill on the carpet that no one will claim
There is no time for sitting when Mommy is your name...

The laundry is folded ..but not put away.
The dishes you just washed are from yesterday.
Without any warning your relatives came.
There is no getting caught when Mommy is your name.

You drive to the market...You drive to the school
You drive to the cleaners, you drive the carpool
You drive yourself crazy, its really a shame.
There's no time for resting when Mommy is your name

To your bedroom you sneak to find peace for a minute,
but your minute is over before you begin it.
your little one finds you and thinks it is a game.
There's no time for hiding when Mommy's your name.
At night as you kneel down to thank God above you
An Angel creeps in and says "Mommy I Love You"
You may not have Glory,Fortune or Fame..
But you are really Lucky when Mommy is you Name .