I am a mother of two and I never regret it. I always love to see those women who are very successful with their career, but that was before I become a mother. Nowadays, I am have more respect with mothers who chooses to stay at home, look after the kids and at the same time manage to make money...these are incredible women and I salute each one of every mommy including you who read this. I want to share this to every mothers and if you happen to be a father, you will appreciate your wife more.
I especially like this part -- images of mother, at the moment i am at the 4 years of age stage which is can do anything, i know your quite confuse of what i am talking about but read on and see what i mean.
Real Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.
Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.
Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of shag carpets.
Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.
Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?' and get their answer when a little voice says, 'Because I love you best.
'Real Mothers know that a child ' s growth is not measured by height or years or grade...
It is marked by the progression of Mama to Mum to Mother...
The Images of Mother
4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mummy can do anything!
8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mum knows a lot! A whole lot!
12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.
14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.
16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.
18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!
25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it.
35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mum's opinion.
45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mum would have thought about it?
65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mum.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!
It makes my day every time I read this. Hope you feel the same way as I do.
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Monday, September 29, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
This is for all wives and mothers
What she did not do!
A man came home from work and found his three children outside,
> still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and
> wrappers strewn all around the front yard.
> The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the
> house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found
> an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was
> wadded against one wall.
> In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a Cartoon channel, and the
> family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing.
> In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on
> the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the
> floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was
> spread by the back door.
> He quickly headed up the stair s, stepping over toys and more piles
> of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that
> something serious had happened.
> He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the
> bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more
> toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and
> toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.
> As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in
> the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and
> asked how his day went.
> He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?'
> She again smiled and answered, 'You know every day when you come
> home from work and you ask me what I do all day?'
> 'Yes,' was his incredulous reply.> She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it.'
-Priceless -
A man came home from work and found his three children outside,
> still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and
> wrappers strewn all around the front yard.
> The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the
> house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found
> an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was
> wadded against one wall.
> In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a Cartoon channel, and the
> family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing.
> In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on
> the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the
> floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was
> spread by the back door.
> He quickly headed up the stair s, stepping over toys and more piles
> of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that
> something serious had happened.
> He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the
> bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more
> toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and
> toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.
> As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in
> the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and
> asked how his day went.
> He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?'
> She again smiled and answered, 'You know every day when you come
> home from work and you ask me what I do all day?'
> 'Yes,' was his incredulous reply.> She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it.'
-Priceless -
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