[mama2threemonkeys]

To be a good mother was a priority in my plan,
A painted nursery, tiny clothes and shoes, the safest minivan.

I tried to have it all mapped out so all would flow just fine.
What I didn't realize is that babies don't easily follow along these lines.

Hectic and unpredictable our life has now become.
I envy those Good Mothers -- I wanted to be one.

Now my picture-perfect life seems to unravel before my eyes.
I choke back tears and force a smile. Good mothers do not cry.

Are those good mothers really as all-together as they seem?
Perhaps they are, but to me right now, it only is a dream.

My dream of being a good mother keeps my mind always running wild.
Just for this moment, I need to pause and embrace my little child.

As I look around me, I watch how my standards fall.
Does it really matter if I'm not always on the ball?

The frustration of trying to do it all makes for a heavy laden heart.
Lowering my expectations right now is really very smart.

I know that deep inside of me is the strength to see this through.
For now, I'll do the best I can... for that's what good mothers do.

[LifesGood]

thats beautiful