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This is for all the Monkeymoms who have sat up all night
with a sick monkey in their arms counting the hours for the vet to open and
praying that there is nothing seriously wrong with their precious baby. Who
have sat with a monkey and kissed their booboo and comforted them with kisses.
This is for all the Monkeymoms who know the best way to get
mashed bananas out of her hair. And who have gone to work or shopping or
anywhere out in public with monkey poop strategically deposited where they
wouldn't notice it. And who laughed instead of getting angry when someone
pointed it out.... or when they got undressed that night and realized that they
had walked around all day with monkey poop on their back.
This is for all the Monkeymoms who make special foods for
picky little monkeys because they worry that the little darling will starve...
And for those who don't. For those Monkeymoms who feed their babies creepy
crawly worms and crickets even though they are soooo gross.
This is for all the Monkeymoms who have given loving, caring
and secure homes to monkeys who were in need of a safe home because their
former family couldn't or wouldn't keep them any longer. Who made a commitment
to that monkey to be there no matter what.
And this is also for the Monkeymom who maybe, because of
circumstances beyond her control can no longer keep her baby. And because of
her overwhelming love for her little one, seeks out a safe secure and loving
home for her baby. That special Monkeymom has done the very best for her baby
despite her own sorrow. That is true love.
This is for all the Monkeymoms who understand that a monkey
is a monkey and will never behave like a human. Who accepts a monkey for the
wonderful creature it is even when it misbehaves. Because she knows that a
monkey WILL misbehave and she is willing to deal with it... and understand.
This is for all the Monkeymoms who monkey-proof their homes.
Who anchor down lamps and put extra locks on doors and put away any
unnecessary knick-knacks. Her home may not be as fashionable as others. But
she feels that it's a small price to pay to keep her little ones safe.
This is for the monkey mom who has a sign on her fridge that
says "Welcome to my world. Remember you are just visiting... the monkeys
live here " and who wouldn't hesitate to point it out to her
mother-in-law.
This is for all the Monkeymoms who have grown kids who don't
understand why their mom allows a monkey to destroy her home when they had to
wipe their feet and put away their toys and pick up their clothes and were
never ever allowed to pee on the furniture... imagine that?!
This is for all the Monkeymoms who have taken the time to
educate people on what it takes to care for a monkey and that a monkey is not a
pet when someone says, "How cute, I want a monkey". Who knows and
points out that it takes a special kind of commitment, a lifelong dedication to
care for a monkey.
This is for the Monkeymoms who shop the hardware stores and
pet shops looking for enrichment items to make her monkid's life happy and
safe. And for all the Monkeydads who put all those projects together for the
enjoyment of their monkids.
This is for the Monkeymoms who love to watch endlessly as
their monkeys gleefully swing and jump and play in a room that was made especially
for them... probably at considerable expense. But nothing is too good for her
babies. And this is for the monkeymom who had to explain that expense to an
annoyed husband. But it was so worth it because those babies are so happy.
This is for the Monkeymom whose little Houdini discovered an
escape route and who frantically formed a search party to help find her little
fugitive while desperately praying for his safe return home.
This is for the Monkeymom who organizes a monkey picnic or
monkey party or SSA meeting or convention. Who knows that the endless hours of
preparation is so worth it when everyone gets together to share their monkey
stories and experiences and proudly show off photos of their little darlings.
This is for the Monkeymoms who have sat up all night either
in person, on the phone or online, with another Monkeymom who has a sick
monkid. Only another Monkeymom understands how frightful that can be and how
endless that night can seem.
This is for the Monkeymom who has gotten through that horrible
night. For those who's baby has gotten well and especially for those who's
babies didn't make it through that torturous night.
For those Monkeymoms who can hold their babies in their arms
and smother them with kisses and smell their fur and savor every precious
moment.
But especially... especially for those Monkeymoms who only
have a photo or special toy to hold in their arms and remember all those
wonderfully precious moments when their babies were in their arms and for a
brief moment they can feel them and smell them and ache to kiss them. For all
those special monkeymoms there is a monkey angel sitting right on her shoulder.
And if she is very still and quiet sometimes she can feel that little hug or
tug at her hair or smell that phantom familiar smell that lets her know that
her baby is right there with her.
The emotions of motherhood are universal. But the emotions
of monkeymotherhood transcend every maternal emotion there could ever be. They
are emotions of unconditional love for a unique and magnificent creature. A
baby that may not even be of our own species and will never learn social
graces... who wasn't born in our womb, but is definitely and undeniably a major
part of our hearts. These emotions are what what give us the patience,
understanding, compassion and deep love that we all have for our monkids.
So,to all the monkeymoms everywhere....
A VERY HAPPY MONKEYMOM'S DAY!!!
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