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mothernature Wed 14-Jan-04 11:16:08

This is for all the mothers who froze their buns off at football games Friday night instead of watching from cars, so that when
their kids asked, "Did you see me?" they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't
have missed it for the world," and mean it.
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This is for all the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in
their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry
Kool-Aid saying, "It's OK honey, Mummy's here."
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This is for all the mothers of Kosovo who fled in the night and can't find their children. This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see.
And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.

For all the mothers of the victims of the Colorado shooting, and the mothers
of the murderers. For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat
in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from
school, safely.
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For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween
costumes. And all the mothers who DON'T.
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What makes a good Mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad
hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt,
all at the same time? Or is it heart? Is it the ache you feel when you watch
your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone
for the very first time? The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed
to crib at 2 a.m. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby? The need
to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a
school shooting, a fire, a car accident, a baby dying?
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So this is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the mothers who wanted to but just couldn't.
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This is for reading "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then
reading it again. "Just one more time." This is for all the mothers Who
yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair and
stomp their feet like a tired 2-year old who wants ice cream before dinner.
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This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces
before they started school. And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro
instead.
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For all the mothers who bite their lips sometimes until they bleed when
their 14 year olds dye their hair green. Who lock themselves in the
bathroom when babies keep crying and won't stop. This is for all the
mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains
on their blouses and nappie's in their purse.
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This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their
daughters to sink a jump shot. This is for all mothers whose heads turn
automatically when a little voice calls "Mum?" in a crowd, even though
they know their own offspring are at home.
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This is for mothers who put pinwheels and teddy bears on their
children's graves. This is for mothers whose children have gone astray,
who can't find the words to reach them. This is for all the mothers who
sent their sons to school with stomach aches, assuring them they'd be
just FINE once they got there, only to get calls from the school nurse
an hour later asking them to please pick them up, Right away.
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This is for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep
deprivation. And mature mothers learning to let go. For working mothers
and stay-at-home mothers. Single mothers and married mothers. Mothers
with money, mothers without.
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This is for you. So hang in there.

Angeliz Wed 14-Jan-04 11:17:53

lovely

Hulababy Wed 14-Jan-04 11:21:56

FairyMum Wed 14-Jan-04 11:25:10

Oh, that's lovely. Did you write it?

mothernature Wed 14-Jan-04 11:27:21

This was passed on via a friend in NZ

mothernature Wed 14-Jan-04 11:28:27

This was passed on via a friend in NZ

mothernature Wed 14-Jan-04 11:28:44

oop's...

codswallop Wed 14-Jan-04 11:37:10

This is cheesy

wilbur Wed 14-Jan-04 11:37:53

Oh, now you've made me cry.

wilbur Wed 14-Jan-04 11:38:46

But everyone needs a bit of cheese every now and then, codswallop, it's good for the soul.

codswallop Wed 14-Jan-04 11:39:54

Not in BIgmamas!

mothernature Wed 14-Jan-04 11:44:55

CODSWALLOP
Wrd meaning - Nonsense.

This mainly British colloquial expression is recorded only from the 1960s, but is certainly older. Its origin is uncertain. Some argue it may be from cods, an old term for the testicles that derives from the Anglo-Saxon sense of cod, a bag. It is also suggested that wallop may be connected with the dialect term meaning to chatter or scold (not with the word meaning a heavy blow).
One explanation has it that it refers to the late Hiram Codd, who—despite his archetypally American first name—was British, born in Bury St Edmunds in Suffolk in 1838. He spent his life working in the soft drinks business. In the 1870s, he designed and patented a method of sealing a glass bottle by means of a ball in its neck, which the pressure of the gas in the fizzy drink forced against a rubber washer. Making the bottle was a technical challenge, since the ball necessarily had to be larger than the diameter of the neck. It was only in 1876, when he teamed up with a Yorkshire glass blower named Ben Rylands, that the answer was found. The Codd bottle was an immediate success; surviving examples are now highly collectable. You opened them by pushing the ball into the neck, and openers in the shape of short, thin cylinders were supplied for the purpose. One unexpected problem was that children smashed the bottles to use the glass balls as marbles.
The suggestion is that drinkers who preferred their tipple to have alcohol in it were dismissive of Mr Codd’s soft drinks. As beer was often called wallop, they referred sneeringly to the fizzy drink as Codd’s wallop, and the resulting word later spread its meaning to refer to anything considered to be rubbish.
This story reeks of the approach to word history called folk etymology. As one writer has put it, it seems rather too neat an explanation to be true. But nobody’s come up with anything better

codswallop Wed 14-Jan-04 11:46:46

Remember the right to express opinions?

mothernature Wed 14-Jan-04 11:48:54

agy Wed 14-Jan-04 12:02:30

Well, I thought the Ode was beautiful, but don't knock Coddie! We are all different and like different things.

mothernature Wed 14-Jan-04 12:05:04

message appreciated & understood..I apologise to codswallop..

bundle Wed 14-Jan-04 12:05:44

I'm with Coddie on this one, I prefer the spontanaiety of MNers' postings, not some stuff from a round robin

Loobie Wed 14-Jan-04 12:10:00

Well i love it, it makes me go all dewy eyed and even more gooey over my babies.

mothernature Wed 14-Jan-04 12:10:18

I liked it..anyway..does it matter if its sent via someone else or not...really..some people just don't appreciate life the way others see it.

codswallop Wed 14-Jan-04 12:11:00

Mn

bundle Wed 14-Jan-04 12:13:08

I really do appreciate life the way others see it, just not in that "manufactured" way. I get loads of spam like that all the time and wouldn't dream of posting it here, or anywhere else. <please don't take offence, I quite understand/appreciate that many might get pleasure from this >

codswallop Wed 14-Jan-04 12:15:06

as a grammar curmudgeon in training I think its the AMerican English I dislike (dont tell Sunchowder)

codswallop Wed 14-Jan-04 12:15:47

and the overt sentimentality

bundle Wed 14-Jan-04 12:18:07

hear hear

fio2 Wed 14-Jan-04 12:22:23

coddy and bundle are just spoilsports mn

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