Grafted Branch from the Blog "Restoring the Years" has written a beautiful, contemplative poem. It starts like this:
Let the mother of many celebrate her numbersand glory in the ornaments which decorate her life.
Let her not be swayed by the scoffers,
nor riled by the ignorant.
Let compassion be her way
and humility guide her thinking.
Let her pin her badge of many blessings
to her breast and be known
for what the Lord God has called her to do.
But what about the mother of some, or one, or none?
Go here to read the rest of the poem!