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Being a Mom

Poetry for Mother's Day and Beyond

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By Jeanette LeBlanc

I really wish I got more sleep.
I'd like some time to count some sheep.
Just a few hours in my bed,
A pillow beneath my weary head.
Time on my own so I could rest.
A full night's sleep would be the best.
A quiet baby down the hall.
Is this order way too tall?

I can't remember when I last slept.
I am so tired that I have wept.
A tear or two, or three or four,
Stop to care for my baby, and then cry even more.
I've "whispered" night after long, long night.
I've read all the books and nearly lost my sight.
I've no more idea now than I did then,
Of course she'll sleep someday, but I want to know when?

We've danced, we've paced, we've rocked for an hour.
We've stood in the bathroom and ran the shower.
We've tried all the tricks that came to our head.
We've even brought her to our own bed.
She's my baby girl, and I love her to bits,
But this sleep deprivation is really the pits!
I long for a night of slumber so deep.
When I can sleep eight hours straight and not hear a peep.

Is this only a wishful thought?
She can't be trained; she won't be taught.
I guess I will just have to wonder and wait,
It could be quite a while at this rate.
I've come to terms with all of the stress,
The lack of free time, my house is a mess!
But through it all, I know in my heart
That lack of sleep is just a very small part.


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