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Babies Don't Keep


There's the mound of laundry, the dishes, the floor that needs to be mopped, a blog to write, and a mile or two to run outside. And, oh wait, a little girl pulling at my pant leg, her toy duck in one hand, a smile on her face.

I pause from the business of life, forget my list of things to accomplish, and sit down on the floor to play with her for a bit. As I sit down a smile lights up her face and she crawls up onto my laugh, content and happy in my arms.

And I know that this is the memory I'll keep. the fact that the laundry isn't done won't matter in the long time sceme of things. No, it will be the time I spent playing with my daughter when she was young that will matter.

Because Babies Don't Keep.

"Song for a Fifth Child" or "Babies Don't Keep"

By Ruth Hulburt Hamilton (Lady's Home Journal in 1958)

Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth
empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
hang out the washing and butter the bread,
sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
(pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
and out in the yard there's a hullabaloo
but I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren't her eyes the most wonderful hue?
(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
for children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.

Is there anything you need to re-prioritize in your life today? What is God speaking to your heart?