I came across this poem that my aunt gave me many years ago. When I had children, I decided to stay home and take care of them every day, all day, so you can see how much this poem means to me.
She came tonight as I sat alone
The girl I used to be...
And she gazed at me with her earnest eye
And questioned reproachfully;
Have you forgotten the many plans
And hopes that I had for you?
The great career; the splendid fame
All wonderful things to do?
Where is the mansion of stately height
With all of its gardens rare?
The silken robes that I dreamed for you
And the jewels for your hair?
And as she spoke, I was very sad,
For I wanted her pleased with me...
This slender girl from the shadowy past
The girl I used to be.
So gently arising I took her hand,
And guided her up the stair
Where peacefully sleeping, my babies lay
Innocent, sweet and fair.
And I told her that these are my only gems,
And precious they are to me;
That silken robe is my motherhood
Of costly simplicity.
And my mansion of stately height is love,
And the only career I know;
Is serving each day in these sheltering walls
For the dear ones who come and go.
And as I spoke to my shadowy guest,
She smiled through her tears at me;
And I saw that the woman that I am now
Pleased the girl that I used to be.....
~Rowena K. Lewis
When my kids were in school, I worked as a Teacher's Aide, Photographer, and other jobs, but most of my time was spent raising them. Sometimes it was a difficult thing to do being with them all the time, but it is something that I've never regretted, and I wouldn't trade the experience I had teaching, disciplining, guiding, playing and dancing with, and loving my children for anything.