Precious Babies by Valerie R. Peavler
I always knew babies were precious, soft, and sweet.
I always knew babies had the tiniest hands and feet.
I always knew babies were fun to rock and hold.
I always knew babies meant feedings, and more laundry to fold.
I thought I was very well prepared to be a mother.
I thought my baby would come and be like all the others.
I have changed my way of thinking from what I thought I had known.
My feelings about babies have changed some, and grown.
I never knew my baby would be the sweetest thing I had ever seen.
I never knew she'd steal my heart without having to do a thing.
And her father'I never knew my love could explode for this man
Just from watching him pat her back, which was much smaller than his hand.
I never knew hearing her cry would completely break my heart.
I never knew every thought would include her, even when we're apart
I never knew the consuming peace of my baby asleep against my neck.
Or the terror of putting a hand on her back when she's sleeping, just to check.
I never new it would be painfully wonderful as she learned to crawl and walk.
I never knew how blissful it would be hearing 'Mama' as she started to talk.
I never knew I would second guess every decision I make.
I never thought I would cry putting candles on her birthday cake.
Yes, I always knew babies were precious, soft, and sweet.
I always knew babies had the tiniest hands and feet.
I always knew babies were fun to rock and hold.
I always knew babies meant feedings, and more laundry to fold.
I know now it takes all your heart, sweat, and tears to be a mother.
And somehow my baby is more precious than any other.
I know now there is more to motherhood than I could ever see.
I thank God for this beautiful mixture of my husband and me.
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