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The Ode to Motherhood Poem Every Mum Will Be Glad She Read

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The Ode to Motherhood Poem Every Mum Will Be Glad She Read

No one ever said that being a parent would be easy, but nothing worth doing ever is, is it?

New parents often find that the first six weeks is the hardest as you adjust to your new life (in which this little human is now the centre of EVERYTHING), learn new skills to nourish and comfort them, and attempt to function on whatever little broken sleep you can get.  I’m almost certain I was functioning on zombie-mode for a full 3 months!

But, as a wise woman once said to me, it is worth remembering next time you are attempting to rock your crying baby back to sleep at some god-awful hour of the night, the days can seem so long sometimes, but the weeks, month and years will fly so quickly.

This beautiful ode to motherhood titled ‘The Last Time’ by an unknown author doing the rounds on Facebook at the moment, captures this sentiment perfectly.

Warning: It is possible that it’ll make your eyeball leak just a little…or a lot!

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 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.

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.
For one last time.

Jolene Marie Humphry

Jolene is Editor at Mum Media Group, where she enjoys writing, sharing and connecting with other like-minded women online – it also gives her the perfect excuse to ignore Mount-Washmore until it threatens to bury her family in an avalanche of Skylander T-shirts and Frozen Pyjama pants. (No one ever knows where the matching top is!) Likes: Reading, cooking, sketching, dancing (preferably with a Sav Blanc in one hand), social media, and sitting down on a toilet seat that one of her children hasn’t dripped, splashed or sprayed on. Dislikes: Writing pretentious crap about herself in online bio’s and refereeing arguments amongst her offspring.

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