Motherhood Metamorphosis: poem peeves

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Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Poem Peeves

In grown hair
(you know where)
makes me hate
my underwear.

Posted by Deanna Dahlsad at 1:50 AM 1 comment:

Labels: humor, poem peeves, women

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My blog on parenting -- more cute anecdotes than you can shake a stick at, blended with honest anger, guilt, laughter & tears. A dash of 'news' as the required serving of vegetables. No repression here.

Former single mom, mother of a special needs child, & now a step-mom & a 'long-distance mom' too ~ I am a mom-of-all-trades.

Helping my children, my husband, and myself, find our wings.

I believe...
"If a child is to keep his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the joy, excitement and mystery of the world we live in."
(Rachel Carson)

"Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body."
(Elizabeth Stone)

"Raising kids is part joy and part guerilla warfare."
(Ed Asner)

"The character and history of each child may be a new and poetic experience to the parent, if he will let it."
(Margaret Fuller)

"Raising kids is like being pecked to death by a chicken."
(unknown)