A Mama's Secret - long version
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Motherhood's simple, made up of the tiny, and someday--some day--these memories will swell, and it's me who'll look back with a lingering tear; over yogurt, and wet socks, oranges and shoes...

A Mama's Secret - long version

This morning he cried over yogurt and wet socks

This morning he cried over yogurt and wet socks orange slices

This morning he cried over yogurt and wet socks orange slices putting on shoes

I played the choo-choo game with his breakfast,

I played the choo-choo game with his breakfast, filled his spoon with cream,

I played the choo-choo game with his breakfast, filled his spoon with cream circled it towards his mouth with a chipper,

"Open the hatch kid, here comes the train."

Sliding an orange peel over my teeth, I smiled

Sliding an orange peel over my teeth, I smiled tempted

Sliding an orange peel over my teeth, I smiled tempted cajoled

Sliding an orange peel over my teeth, I smiled tempted cajoled all the while wondering how I'd get it all done.

Frazzled and harried, I readied his bag,

Frazzled and harried, I readied his bag, dried up his tears,

took hold of his hand

Hair in a mom-bun, feet in my slippers, I led him outside to wait for the bus.

Focused on judgement, gossip, a look from my neighbors,

I didn't expecting to be caught up by the brown eyes before me.

Wide and nervous, still wet from his trials, they welled up with doubt and

My mama heart softened.

"You'll wait for me, right?" he asked with a quiver.

So I slid my phone in my pocket and made him a promise.

The bus came, the door opened, he stomped right on in. But his eyes never left mine...

The bus came, the door opened. He stomped right on in. But his eyes never left mine... not even a waver.

That gaze told me something so loud, almost booming:

That gaze told me something so loud, almost booming. You're my world, mama

That gaze told me something so loud, almost booming. You're my world, mama My comfort

That gaze told me something so loud, almost booming. You're my world, mama My comfort My steady assurance

I met those eyes, let them glue us together, until the bus rumbled off and rounded a corner.

Moving on with my day, minus one child, I couldn't seem to forget that singular moment.

It felt special to be looked at, to be seen as important.

Stepping back through the door to my life interrupted,

Stepping back through the door to my life interrupted, I remembered this secret so small, so illusive

Motherhood's simple,

Motherhood's simple, made up of the tiny.

And someday,

some day

these memories will swell

and it's me who'll look back with a lingering tear

over yogurt, and wet socks,

over yogurt, and wet socks, orange slices

over yogurt, and wet socks, orange slices shoes

"Why wasn't it longer?" I'll think with a sigh.

"Why wasn't it longer?" I'll think with a sigh. 'Cause now, in the quiet...

...all the doing is done.

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