SLEEP, MY CHILD, AND PEACE ATTEND THEE

SLEEP, MY CHILD, AND PEACE ATTEND THEE

When I received this photo of my sister’s first greatgrandbaby I thought it was just so beautiful that I had to put it on my blog for the world to see. Of all the artists’ renderings of Madonna and Child have you ever seen one in which they were sleeping together? But that is something mothers and babes often do.

So, I offer you Baby Kaylin and Mommy Leslie, quintessential mother and child, in remembrance of the birth of my daughter, Peggy, on January 30. Peggy was the tiniest of my babies at birth, fine-boned, mother to Chris, Dan and Jason, and the one who always remembered every occasion.  That explains why  the last time I heard from her it was with an Easter card signed “Love, Peggy, Ron and Jason.”   I can’t recall receiving an Easter card from anyone else, ever.   Peggy would have been 57 years old today. I pray that we will meet again on the other side.


Aristotle uses a mother’s love for her child as the prime example of love or friendship. —  Mortimer Adler

A mother’s arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them. — Victor Hugo

The babe at first feeds upon the mother’s bosom, but it is always on her heart. — Henry Ward Beecher

There’s a lot more to being a woman than being a mother, but there’s a hell of a lot more to being a mother than most people suspect. —  Roseanne Barr

The mother-child relationship is paradoxical and, in a sense, tragic. It requires the most intense love on the mother’s side, yet this very love must help the child grow away from the mother, and to become fully independent. —  Erich Fromm

Every mother is like Moses. She does not enter the promised land. She prepares a world she will not see. — Pope Paul VI

A mother is the most important person on earth. She cannot claim the honor of having built Notre Dame Cathedral. She need not. She has built something more magnificent than any Cathedral — a dwelling for an immortal soul, the tiny perfection of her baby’s body. — Joseph Cardinal Mindszenty


M Is for the Million things she gave me,
O Means only that she’s growing Old.
T Is for the Tears she shed to save me,
H Is for her Heart of purest gold.
E Is for her Eyes with love light shining,
R Means Right and Right she’ll always be.
Put them all together, They spell MOTHER.
A word that means the world to me.
—–Howard Johnson, 1915



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Sleep, my child, and peace attend thee.  —   Your Mommy

A year later – Kaylin walks, talks, and curls.

Kaylin - a lovely Valentine - 2010