I came across this poem and it was a blessing and reminder of how important a job I have.

JUST A MOTHER by Nancy A. Cole

What is your trade?  someone often will ask,

And I usually reply, "Just a menial task."

For who wants to say, "I just clean and I cook,

Just take the children to school, or read them a book"?

For it takes little talent or training for these,

Some tasks a bit thorny, but most done with ease,

No big weekly paycheck, no college degree,

But what am I saying?  Please, listen to me!

I'm not "just a mother";  I'm a mother indeed!

Divinely appointed to raise godly seed,

To work with my husband in doing His will,

Caring for little ones, their needs to fulfill.

The faith in their eyes and the love in their hearts.

I pray their sweet trust in God never departs.

O, how could I ever say, "I'm just a mother"?

Of all earth's vocations,  I long for no other.

How grateful I am for my god-chosen call,

Truly, being a mother's the best job of all!