From the moment you hold your baby in your arms,
you will never be the same.
You might long for the person you were before,
When you had freedom and time,
And nothing in particular to worry about.
You will know tiredness like you never knew it before,
And days will run into days that are exactly the same,
Full of feeding and burping,
Whining and fighting,
Naps, or lack of naps. It might seem like a never-ending cycle.
But don’t forget…
There is a last time for everything.
There will come a time when you will feed your baby
for the very last time.
They will fall asleep on you after a long day
And it will be the last time you ever hold your sleeping child.
One day you will carry them on your hip,
then set them down,
And never pick them up that way again.
You will scrub their hair in the bath one night
And from that day on they will want to bathe alone.
They will hold your hand to cross the road,
Then never reach for it again.
They will creep into your room at midnight for cuddles,
And it will be the last night you ever wake for this.
One afternoon you will sing ‘the wheels on the bus’
and do all the actions,
Then you’ll never sing that song again.
They will kiss you goodbye at the school gate,
the next day they will ask to walk to the gate alone.
You will read a final bedtime story and wipe your
last dirty face.
They will one day run to you with arms raised,
for the very last time.
The thing is, you won’t even know it’s the last time
until there are no more times, and even then,
it will take you a while to realize.
So while you are living in these times,
remember there are only so many of them and
when they are gone,
you will yearn for just one more day of them
So beautiful and so true! My children are both grown-ups and there is no more running to greet me and very limited hugs these days. So enjoy your children when they are of the innocent age because as they become adults there never seems to be enough time to enjoy one another anymore! As you become older I feel that I have become a burden to them, especially since the passing of my husband, their father. Times have changed and so has their feelings for me. How sad my life has become. Many a time I feel I should have passed away 11 years ago from my brain aneurysm and then everyone’s troubles would be over and done with. Their lives would go on and I longer would be a burden.
JJ, I came on to read this beautiful poem – I have four children aged 13 to 21. But I also have a Dad who died from a brain aneurysm 19 years ago this week. And I wish he was still here. You are not a burden. Don’t talk about yourself in that way. Maybe talk honestly, but without accusation, to your children and explain how you feel. Good luck in your future. A x
I respect your wishes l am moving on an l am sincerely sorry and I am man enough to admit I was wrong it was hard for me to come to terms with hurting you with my short coming you were always worthy just as you are, don’t change for nobody…you are one of us who will always accomplish what you set out to do…just believe in your self…thank you for helping me understand many things… I am a rational person so l pose no harm or hatred…l know you will be the best mom ever…l will be parting now wish you, your love and family well…if our path ever cross l will thank for the rough period you helped me get through…in ✌️ always…good bye… happy for you!!!
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So beautiful and so true! My children are both grown-ups and there is no more running to greet me and very limited hugs these days. So enjoy your children when they are of the innocent age because as they become adults there never seems to be enough time to enjoy one another anymore! As you become older I feel that I have become a burden to them, especially since the passing of my husband, their father. Times have changed and so has their feelings for me. How sad my life has become. Many a time I feel I should have passed away 11 years ago from my brain aneurysm and then everyone’s troubles would be over and done with. Their lives would go on and I longer would be a burden.
JJ, I came on to read this beautiful poem – I have four children aged 13 to 21. But I also have a Dad who died from a brain aneurysm 19 years ago this week. And I wish he was still here. You are not a burden. Don’t talk about yourself in that way. Maybe talk honestly, but without accusation, to your children and explain how you feel. Good luck in your future. A x
I respect your wishes l am moving on an l am sincerely sorry and I am man enough to admit I was wrong it was hard for me to come to terms with hurting you with my short coming you were always worthy just as you are, don’t change for nobody…you are one of us who will always accomplish what you set out to do…just believe in your self…thank you for helping me understand many things… I am a rational person so l pose no harm or hatred…l know you will be the best mom ever…l will be parting now wish you, your love and family well…if our path ever cross l will thank for the rough period you helped me get through…in ✌️ always…good bye… happy for you!!!