For all the Moms and Grandmas.... Before I was a Mom

I don’t pay attention to chain mails forwarded to me, but I thought this was worth sharing.
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Before I was a Mom ​

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I made and ate hot meals.
I had unstained clothing.
I had quiet conversations on the phone.

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I slept as late as I wanted
And never worried about how late I got into bed.
I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.

I cleaned my house each day.
I never tripped over toys
or learned words to lullabies.

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I didn't worry whether my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
I had never been puked on, pooped on,
Spit on, chewed on, peed on,
Or pinched by tiny fingers ​

I had complete control of
My thoughts, my body, and my mind.
I slept all night.

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I never held down a screaming child
So that doctors could do tests
Or give shots.

I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

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I never held a sleeping baby just because
I didn't want to put it down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
When I couldn't stop the hurt.

I never knew that something so small
Could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

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I didn't know the feeling of having
my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it
could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond
between a Mother and her child.
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I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
Every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love,
The heartache, the wonder,
Or the satisfaction of being a Mom. ​

Written By Marie Garrett for her son Matthew​

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Now I Know How You Felt! I Love You Mom!​

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And before I was a Grandma, I didn't know that all those "Mom" feelings more than doubled when you see that little bundle being held by "your baby"...​

(reminds me of a telugu saying “asalu kanna vaddi priyam” ‘Interest is more precious than principal’)​

Send this to someone who you think is a special Mom or Grandma. I just did.

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