Calling All Moms! Share your Wisdom with Us!!

Have you read this poem before? (You might cry... I sure did)

The Last Time 

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 have 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 feedings and burping,
Nappy changes and crying,
Whining and fighting,
Naps or a 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 to this.

One afternoon you will sing “the wheels on the bus”
and do all the actions,
Then never sing them 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 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.



I just want to know how to remember these things. Can any of the moms of older children speak some wisdom to us first timers. My twins are two now, and it's already sad to see them grow more independent. I want to soak up every sweet baby smell they have left, hug them more every day, but of course I have the ugly moments. The moments where I'm discouraged. The moments I just want to give up, and I completely forget how blessed I am to be a mom to two beautiful kids. 

Any advice on how to deal with the sadness of watching your kids grow and get older, and especially how to soak in every last minute with them. Treasuring the littles things is hard when you feel like you have so much to do to care for them. 

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