By Jeannette Bezinque 1.17.13
This poem is dedicated to all the Mothers who start looking at the clock at 5:15 anticipating bedtime. On those days, know that you are not alone. Raising children is our greatest challenge. After you pour your heart and soul into the charge of caring for your amazing contribution to the next generation, there’s no shame in pouring yourself a drink. Cheers to you Mama. You’re doing a great job!
Read Mama Pajama after the jump:
Mama Pajama watched the time.
Mama Pajama waited for nine.
She hustled to bed
All her sweet sleepyheads
And settled with a chilled glass of wine.
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