Mother of Another Feather
May 16, 2012
Posted By: Shaunescy
As mothers, we have numerous duties on our long list of tasks.
We wipe bottoms.
We wipe noses.
We mend scraped knees, bee stings, and unsettled bellies.
We cook items we hope our little ones will eat without too much fuss.
And we do all we can to create an environment that is cozy, warm and full of life.
In other words, from birth to adulthood, we sit on many nests - and all for the sake of our little darlings.
Much like the mother of another feather with whom my path crossed today.
A few weeks ago, when I left the Bo-Zone, there were only two little blue eggs in our nest. (I'm deeming it "our nest" as it's on directly outside my office window, therefore, I feel ownership, of sorts.)
Only, when I ventured into the early morning sunshine, I was met beak to beak with a mother of another feather. And she wasn't having any part of me and my snooping.
I went in for back up.
Papa Bird, a.k.a, Sexy Hubby.
Even he wasn't too imposing as Momma Robin was very hesistant to leave her perch.
Of which, I completely understand. My intent was not to harm, but instead to be a looky-loo. And snap a few up-close and personal photos.
Agitated, Momma Robin finally hopped to the roof, allowing me to take a peek...
Babies of another feather all want the same thing - a warm place to sleep, the cozy love that only a mom can offer - and enough food to fill their growing bellies
(Bet the mother of another feather has already learned the first rule of mothering - the feeding never ends.)
Mother of three, Katie Walters is the author of An Authentic Life , a member of BlogHer.com and is proudly invited to share within the pages of Montana Parent Magazine's website.
