When God created Mothers!
When the Good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared and said, “You’re doing a lot of fiddling around on this one.”
And the Lord said, “Have you read the specifications on this order? She has to be completely washable but not plastic… have 180 movable parts – all replaceable… run on black coffee and leftovers … have a lap that disappears when she stands up… a kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointing love affair … and six pairs of hands.”
The angel shook her head slowly and said, “Six pairs of hands? No way!”
“It’s not the hands that are causing me problems,” said the Lord, “It’s the three pairs of eyes mothers have to have.”
“That’s on the standard model?” asked the angel.
The Lord nodded, “One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, ‘What are you kids doing in there?’ when she already knows. Another in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn’t, but what she has to know, and of course the ones in front that can look at a child when she gets herself in trouble and say, ‘I understand and I love you,’ without so much as uttering a word.”
“Lord,” said the angel touching his sleeve gently, “Go to bed. Tomorrow is another day.”
“I can’t,” said the Lord. “I’m so close now. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick, can feed a family of six on half a kilo of mince, and can get a nine year old to stand under a shower.”
The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. “It’s too soft,” she sighed.
“But tough,” said the Lord excitedly. “You cannot imagine what this mother can endure.”
“Can it think?”
“Not only think, but it can reason and compromise,” said the Creator.
Finally the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek. “There’s a leak,” she pronounced.
“It’s not a leak,” said the Lord. “It’s a tear.”
“What’s it for?”
“It’s for JOY, SADNESS, DISAPPOINTMENT, PAIN, LONLINESS AND PRIDE.”
“You are a genius!” said the angel.
The Lord looked sombre. ”I didn’t put it there.”