Parenting Poems Novels & Stories

A Mother’s Love A mother’s love for us, Is genuine and true. Incomparable and definitely lasts, A love that is pure and undeniable. She gives tender care and affection, To her children and love ones without condition. She touches lives with compassion, She helps and shares without hesitation. Our world cannot stand without her, She is our wind beneath our wings. Joy and happiness, she always brings, To our life, she is a great defender. She is always there, When we are feeling down. She stands firm and strong, She is our everything.

No skills in parenting substitute for a mother's and father's attentive and committed presence. There is nothing more mundane or sublime than being a good parent, nothing that makes us feel more vulnerable, and nothing that makes us feel more proud than knowing that, through our child, we have walked this earth and made a difference. I'm not alone in this. Right. I'm with Lazarus. Itinaas niya ang baba ko para maglebel ang tingin namin. Ngumiti siya at marahang pinunasan ang pisngi ko ng luha. He lowered his face to mine and our lips met.

"Pero next time, utang na loob... hintayin mo si Ninang mo. Please." Tumango lang siya. "Ang galing mo po, Ninong!" Hindi ko alam kung maaappreciate ko ba 'yon o tatawa na lang sa sarcasm ng buhay. Isa lang ang malinaw: parenting is not for the weak. Literally not for me

"Ang anak na minamahal at inuunawa ay lalaki na may kumpiyansa at malasakit, ang magulang na nirerespeto at pinapahalagahan ay tatanda ng may ngiti sa puso," 🩵"There is no perfect parent, no perfect child, only perfect love that binds them. Time spent together is never wasted- it becomes the memories that hold families forever."🩷 HAPPY ENDING & HAPPY READING! GOD BLESS EVERYONE!🫶

“Ladies and gentlemen, friends and family — este, kami lang naman ‘to — welcome po sa unang Mommy Appreciation Program!" Napahagikhik si Liam habang pumalakpak ng todo. Si Amara naman, kumakaway sa hangin na parang may audience talaga. Spoken word poetry ni Liam. Tumayo si Liam na parang nasa entablado, medyo nanginginig pa, pero may tapang. “Si Mommy ay hindi lang taga-laba, Siya rin ay doktor pag ako'y may luga, Siya ang sundalo sa gabing madilim,

Nagbaba siya nang tingin at tiningnan ito. "Saan mo narinig 'yan?" Ang naiisip niya ay baka school at binubully sila. "Nabasa ko po sa internet at ang sabi ang mga single parents daw ay matatapang dahil po sila lang po ang nagapalaki sa kanilang mga anak. Wala po silang katuwang pero po nakakayanan nila dahil isa silang amazing mom. At isa na po kami sa mga batang walang ama, pero meron naman kaming mama na pwede ding maging papa, At ikaw po ang the best mom para samin ni Thee."

Mahabang katahimikan ang namayani sa amin. Napatitig ako sa mga bituin sa langit. "I know it takes a lot to be a mom. It takes strength to show up each and everyday, even when you don't think you can. It takes patience to teach your children all the things they need to know. It takes empathy to feel their pain when they don't have the words. It takes forgiveness to forgive yourself every time you got it wrong. And most of all it takes unconditional love, because no one will love your children the way you do..."

mahinahong paalala niya pa sa akin. Lalo tuloy akong na-guilty pero no hard feelings kasi kasalanan ko rin naman talaga, e. “I’m sorry.” Maingat na buhat-buhat na si Miracle ng daddy niya habang sapo-sapo nito ang ulo niya. His father was even humming a song for him as he slowly swayed while still carrying him. Habang pinapanood sila ay napapansin kong unti-unti nang tumatahan ang anak namin. Deon did that with so much ease. Minsan ay nakakainggit ang maternal instincts niya. Looking at them now, I realized that I still have a lot to learn about parenting, especially about being a mother. Siguro ganoon talaga iyon, no? The child can feel an immense connection with the one who conceived and g

“Well, too bad. I am their father. I want to give them a grand birthday celebration. They can brag for all they want, we have the money. I have everything they can brag about. You don’t have to worry.” Tumingin siya sa binata at nakitang nakapikit ang mga mat anito. Mahina siyang napailing. “You really don’t know to do parenting, huh.” He looked at her and frowned. “How should parenting be done, then? I thought it’s giving the children what they want?”

Wala siyang maibigay na salita upang maibsan ang sugat ng mga bata, ni ang bangin sa pagitan nila ni Cherry. “Alam mo, Jal,” muling sabi ni Cherry habang nakayakap sa mga anak, “sinubukan kong maging bukas. Sinubukan kong maniwala na kaya nating maging magulang kahit wala nang ‘tayo’. Pero kung hindi ligtas ang tahanan mo para sa kanila... paano pa natin masasabing co-parenting ito?”