Susan Follis wrote a beautiful poem about being delightfully overwhelmed with motherhood (click here). It was so encouraging. I always feel uplifted to read about mothers who have older children and the joy that they feel reflecting on when their children were young. Unfortunately it seems that most days I don’t feel that overwhelming joy. Most days I just feel overwhelmed. After reading Susan’s poem I felt inspired to write a poem from the perspective of a young mother “in the throws.”

This morning I read a poem and smiled

As a woman wrote lovingly about her child

I thought to myself what a beautiful thought

To see with such joy all the children she’s got

But that isn’t my life and I can’t quite reflect

My children are young and I’m just not there yet

So I’ve decided to write a poem of my own

To encourage young moms who have children at home

My day starts quite nicely with a 2 year old smile

How I wish it could stay that way just for a while

But soon brother is up and he’s only 1

So he’s crying to get out of his crib for some fun.

Then sister’s awake and she’s just been born

So she’s hungry and looking to drink something warm

So I’m feeding and cooking and cleaning and such

And there’s yelling and fighting and some days it’s too much

So I sit and I pray “Lord if it be your will

Please cast out this demon so my child will be still”

By this time it is usually about 7:30

And my beautiful children have become pretty dirty

So it’s into the bath and it’s scrubbing with soap

And pretending we’re Nemo and playing with boats

Then it’s playing and lunch time and soon time for naps

And mommy sits down so that she can relax

But now sister is STARVING so it’s time to eat

Then she burps and she plays and she goes back to sleep

Now mommy sits and she wonders how much more she can take

then she’s hears little feet and both boys are awake

So it’s back to the running and screaming and stuff

By this time dear mommy has pretty well given up

So we’re all getting dirty and the house has been trashed

And the thoughts of a schedule are all in the past

Now daddy is home and just shakes his head

And he knows if he comments he could end up dead

So he joins in the fun and we all start to play

And this is my life almost every day

When I think of the joy my kids have brought to my soul

It is so much more precious than silver or gold

So on days when I’m spent and I feel like a zombie

I remember those moments that bring joy as a mommy!

Every “Mommy, I love you” and “Mommy let’s play”

Makes me feel so much better about every day

Every hug, every kiss, each and every smile

Makes each moment of my life seem worthwhile

Every “Mommy, hold hands” and “In Jesus Namen”

Let’s me know that my life is being well spent.

By Brianna Ramseur
Brianna and her husband Chuck worship with the Victor Valley Church of Christ in Victorville, CA where Chuck serves as an intern. They have two sweet boys (Malachi and Isaiah) and a sweet baby girl, Naomi. Brianna works full time as a mom and part time as a registered nurse. They graduated from the Bear Valley Bible Institute of Denver in 2010.