Happy Mother Day | The Mum Song
It’s 24 hours of what moms (and dads) say packed and summed up in a song into 2 minutes and 52 seconds!
Truly Hilarious and talented!
Happy Mother’s Day to all you mommies out there…
Enjoy! 🙂
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“The Mom” song, sung to the William Tell Overture, by Anita Renfroe.
Get up now
Get up now
Get up out of bed
Wash your face
Brush your teeth
Comb your sleepyhead
Here’s your clothes and your shoes
Hear the words I said
Get up now! Get up and make your bed
Are you hot? Are you cold?
Are you wearing that?
Where’s your books and your lunch and your homework at?
Grab your coat and gloves and your scarf and hat
Don’t forget! You gotta feed the cat
Eat your breakfast, the experts tell us it’s the most important meal of all
Take your vitamins so you will grow up one day to be big and tall
Please remember the orthodontist will be seeing you at 3 today
Don’t forget your piano lesson is this afternoon so you must play
Don’t shovel
Chew slowly
But hurry
The bus is here
Be careful
Come back here
Did you wash behind your ears?
Play outside, don’t play rough, will you just play fair?
Be polite, make a friend, don’t forget to share
Work it out, wait your turn, never take a dare
Get along! Don’t make me come down there
Clean your room, fold your clothes, put your stuff away
Make your bed, do it now, do we have all day?
Were you born in a barn? Would you like some hay?
Can you even hear a word I say?
Answer the phone! Get off the phone!
Don’t sit so close, turn it down, no texting at the table
No more computer time tonight!
Your iPod’s my iPod if you don’t listen up
Where are you going and with whom and what time do you think you’re coming home?
Saying thank you, please, excuse me makes you welcome everywhere you roam
You’ll appreciate my wisdom someday when you’re older and you’re grown
Can’t wait till you have a couple little children of your own
You’ll thank me for the counsel I gave you so willingly
But right now I thank you not to roll your eyes at me
Close your mouth when you chew, would appreciate
Take a bite maybe two of the stuff you hate
Use your fork, do not burp or I’ll set you straight
Eat the food I put upon your plate
Get an A, get the door, don’t get smart with me
Get a grip, get in here, I’ll count to three
Get a job, get a life, get a PHD
Get a dose of,
“I don’t care who started it!
You’re grounded until you’re 36”
Get your story straight and tell the truth for once, for heaven’s sake
And if all your friends jumped off a cliff would you jump, too?
If I’ve said it once, I’ve said at least a thousand times before
That you’re too old to act this way
It must be your father’s DNA
Look at me when I am talking
Stand up straighter when you walk
A place for everything and everything must be in place
Stop crying or I’ll give you something real to cry about
Oh!
Brush your teeth, wash your face, put your PJs on
Get in bed, get a hug, say a prayer with mom
Don’t forget, I love you
And tomorrow we will do this all again because a mom’s work never ends
You don’t need the reason why
Because, because, because, because
I said so, I said so, I said so, I said so
I’m the mom, the mom, the mom, the mom, the mom!!
Ta da!!!
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A Mother’s Day tribute: A mother’s struggle
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All mum wants is your love
IT is that time of the year again when newspapers are full of advertisements on what gifts to get for your mother and where to take her for dinner.
Running out of ideas? Get her that expensive leather bag or that set of cosmetics. After all, nothing is too expensive for the most important lady in your life.
But hold on, is that what she really wants?
I know for a fact that what my mum wants most is for her children to love and respect her and to appreciate her for all that she has done for us. I’m sure there are many mothers out there who feel the same way.
I believe that’s the least we can do for someone who picked us up when we fell, who taught us our ABC, who held our hands on the first day of school, who made sure that we had nutritious food no matter what time of the day it was, who held us in her arms when we were ill and who to date shares our joys and tears.
A daughter’s relationship with her mum is a very special thing. I have a wonderful relationship with my mum and I’m really grateful for that.
Not only is she my closest confidante, she is also the person whom I can turn to for advice on anything from clothes to matters of the heart.
Of course, it has not been smooth sailing all along, especially during my teenage years but then again, I don’t think anyone can ever boast of that.
The important thing here is not to allow anything to rock that special bond. Sons and daughters must remember one thing – no matter how angry you may be with your mother, you should never hurt her by saying or doing something which you may regret later.
Why? Simply because she is your mother and because of all the sacrifices she made for you.
So to all you people out there, never mind if you aren’t able to afford that designer bag for your mum or treat her to an expensive dinner.
Share your time with her and shower her with your love and appreciation not only on this one day but all the year through. That will go a long way with her.
To those of you who haven’t spoken to your mum in ages, bridge that chasm now and take that first step yourself. I’m sure you will never regret it.
“Happy Mother’s Day, Mumsie!” I love you.
CHITRA SAKRABANI,
Penang.
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Mothers – investing for life
COMMENT By TAY HAN CHONG
LAST Sunday was Mother’s Day. It also marked the end of my son’s first week at playschool.
Although it was only a two-hour trial session, his mother was not allowed to remain in school.
It was probably a lot more emotional for my wife than for my son as she lingered outside the school gates, straining her ears and listening for the familiar cries or perhaps the occasional laughter.
It was another milestone in the journey of life for my young son, and a milestone for my wife and I as parents.
Special meaning
Mother’s Day holds special meaning for us, as our son was born on this day two years ago.
After a “stressful” week for the three of us, perhaps this is what my son might say if he could articulate it himself (Of course, I am making the assumption that I can read his mind and his heart): “My mother is a source of inspiration. She sacrificed her career to be with me every step of my way. I am indeed privileged. My mother is my pillar of strength. I was so relieved when I saw her after my first day at school. I tried to be strong, but I was very scared too.
“My mother is a source of comfort. Her kisses will make all sorts of pain go away. I am always comforted by her magical touch.”
Many would remember an old Chinese children’s song that glorifies a mother’s love for her children. Translated in English, it goes something like this:
“In the world only mothers are good. Children with mothers are like precious treasure. When one is in the embrace of one’s mother, it is a blessing without compare…”
As far as I can remember, there has not been a song written about fathers with the same level of importance as when compared to songs written about mothers. Perhaps, in the past, fathers were the breadwinners and mothers the caregivers.
However, over time, fathers are becoming more involved in the parenting process.
In fact, I know of someone (let’s call him EJ) who took a break from his career to spend time with his children. Now that his children are grown up, he has gone back to work.
A well-known personality and an accomplished journalist, he shares the opportunity cost of being at home with his children.
But he says it is well worth it. He went through the experience of seeing his children grow up first-hand.
From a financial perspective, the sacrifice or opportunity made by the stay-home caregiver can be easily computed in dollars and cents.
It is a very simple computation – monthly salary plus benefits plus annual bonus multiplied by the number of years, factoring in inflation and potential increment. This cost can be significant.
Intangible cost
On top of that, sacrifices made in the form of lifestyle adjustments, which are almost always required when a family with children changes from dual income to single income, also have to be taken into account.
This intangible social/family cost is less easy to compute but can be easily appreciated by most families.
Some might think that being a full time stay-home parent equates a life of luxury. My wife would be the first to refute that.
She is not living the life of a “tai tai”. For stay-home parents, life is physically tiring, emotionally draining and financially straining. No pay, no days off and no medical leave.
But just like EJ, my wife knows that it is indeed a privilege to be a stay-home mother. One does not get to hear from the maid or the caretaker how one’s child took his very first step, how he articulated his first word, or even how he fell off the bed. My wife experienced all these first-hand.
Hence, allow me to be a contrarian and turn this equation of economic and social costs upside down. Spending time with our children is not a cost, but an investment.
A cost or investment?
What is the difference between a cost and an investment? A cost is an expense and outlay, just like a teh tarik, which costs RM1.40, or a holiday costing RM2,000.
But an investment is like a RM20,000 master’s degree programme, a RM100,000 unit trust investment or a RM1mil shophouse.
When we think of investments, we automatically think of the payback and returns.
EJ had invested in his children and my wife is still investing in our child. Not only does EJ not regret his choice, he proudly proclaims that his “payback and returns” are his emotional wealth and experiences that are unique to him alone.
No amount of money can replace or replicate something as intangible as that. In fact, he says that he would do the same all over again.
My wife echoes that sentiment, and I know many stay-home parents will agree too.
To them, Mother’s Day and Father’s Day are not just days for them to receive a rose, a box of chocolates or a special meal.
It is a day when one receives the annual statement of one’s time-honoured and privileged investment made in the names of one’s own children.
There is no perfect guide to parenthood; no “control-alternate-delete” function to reboot and restart. Parenthood is tough and sometimes mistakes are made.
However, by being there to guide and love our children, hopefully we can raise them up to be the better person we all hope to be.
“Investment” is not always about money, and I quote Joyce Maynard: “It’s not only children who grow. Parents do too. As much as we watch to see what our children do with their lives, they are watching us to see what we do with ours. I can’t tell my children to reach for the sun. All I can do is reach for it, myself.”
To all mothers, hope you had a happy Mother’s Day. And as for fathers, our moment of recognition will come next month!
Tay is senior vice-president and senior head of UOB’s personal financial services division.
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