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Hey there! Welcome to The Joy of Motherhood, where I will share my experiences in motherhood, parenting, and marriage. I am definitely not an expert in any of these topics - I still find myself struggling time and again. Although, I would like to share what I've learned so far, some of the painful, humorous, and learning experiences of my adventures, thus far. My experiences as a military wife, student, business owner, and a veteran will also be shared to give you a general idea of who I am and what I go through on a daily basis.
I would love to hear from you! You may leave your comments or just say "hi."
I would love to hear from you! You may leave your comments or just say "hi."
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The Joys of Motherhood Lyrics
IDA: As as duck when you're stuck
Sat sitting in the middle of your nest then at best
You get bored...
There goes Drake on the lake
I can see him through the rushes all the time
Feeling I'm just ignored
I don't pretend that this is all his doing
I'm a sucker for the billing and the cooing
But when you hear that pitter patter
Of tiny feet it doesn't matter
How long I've had to sit here minding my brood
Those little heads so soft and downy
Their baby bods all golden browny
Their beaks constantly open waiting for food
It's the joy of motherhood
Those little ducklings walking round in a line
I'll do what any other mother would
To try to do my best at bringing up mine
It's the joy of motherhood
Those little perks
That make it all seem worthwhile
I'll do what any other mother would
To get my ducks decked out
And living in style
(Maureen enters. Dialogue until line "Why do we put ourselves through it?)
MAUREEN: 'coz when you hear that dibble dabble
You're proud to say "hey" that's my rabble
Then watch their maiden voyage out from the bank
IDA: Like champagne corks
You'll see the bobbing
MAUREEN: Accompanied by mothers sobbing
BOTH: Relieved, thanks by to nature nobody sank, it's the joy...
MAUREEN: Oh, prepare yourself, Ida
(They are interrupted as the eggs begin to hatch)
IDA: It's the joy
BOTH: It's the joy
IDA: It's the joy
MAUREEN: joy
Sat sitting in the middle of your nest then at best
You get bored...
There goes Drake on the lake
I can see him through the rushes all the time
Feeling I'm just ignored
I don't pretend that this is all his doing
I'm a sucker for the billing and the cooing
But when you hear that pitter patter
Of tiny feet it doesn't matter
How long I've had to sit here minding my brood
Those little heads so soft and downy
Their baby bods all golden browny
Their beaks constantly open waiting for food
It's the joy of motherhood
Those little ducklings walking round in a line
I'll do what any other mother would
To try to do my best at bringing up mine
It's the joy of motherhood
Those little perks
That make it all seem worthwhile
I'll do what any other mother would
To get my ducks decked out
And living in style
(Maureen enters. Dialogue until line "Why do we put ourselves through it?)
MAUREEN: 'coz when you hear that dibble dabble
You're proud to say "hey" that's my rabble
Then watch their maiden voyage out from the bank
IDA: Like champagne corks
You'll see the bobbing
MAUREEN: Accompanied by mothers sobbing
BOTH: Relieved, thanks by to nature nobody sank, it's the joy...
MAUREEN: Oh, prepare yourself, Ida
(They are interrupted as the eggs begin to hatch)
IDA: It's the joy
BOTH: It's the joy
IDA: It's the joy
MAUREEN: joy
IDA: joy
MAUREEN: joy
IDA: joy
BOTH: it's the joy of motherhood
Those little perks that make it all seem worthwhile
I'll do what any other mother would
IDA: To get my ducks decked out and living in style
MAUREEN: To get those ducks decked out and living
IDA: To get my ducks decked out and living
BOTH: In style
MAUREEN: joy
IDA: joy
BOTH: it's the joy of motherhood
Those little perks that make it all seem worthwhile
I'll do what any other mother would
IDA: To get my ducks decked out and living in style
MAUREEN: To get those ducks decked out and living
IDA: To get my ducks decked out and living
BOTH: In style
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