While browsing the Facebook memories, I saw a post of mine 5 years ago when I shared a poem entitled "I Won’t Always Cry Mummy".
It is a very touching poem, especially for moms, about how time flies and why we need to cherish every moment we can spend with our little kids. Because one day they will not be so little anymore. We can no longer carry them. We can no longer find them inside our home. No scattered toys, no messy floor, no noisy kids.
So as much as we can, spend quality time with them. Play with them, get messy and noisy. For soon, one day, they will have their own friends, their own life and their own world.
I am praying that my son will never outgrow his love for me.
I won’t always cry, Mummy,
When you leave the room,
And my supermarket tantrums,
Will end too soon.
I won’t always wake Daddy
For cuddles through the night
And one day you will miss
Having a chocolate face to wipe.
You won’t always wake to find my foot
Is kicking you out of bed
Or find me sideways on your pillow
Where you want to lay your head
You won’t always have to carry me
In asleep from the car,
Or piggy back me down the road,
When my little legs can’t walk that far.
So cherish every cuddle,
remember them all
One day Mummy
I won’t be this small
~ Stephanie Turner
I am praying that my son will never outgrow his love for me.
When you leave the room,
And my supermarket tantrums,
Will end too soon.
I won’t always wake Daddy
For cuddles through the night
And one day you will miss
Having a chocolate face to wipe.
You won’t always wake to find my foot
Is kicking you out of bed
Or find me sideways on your pillow
Where you want to lay your head
You won’t always have to carry me
In asleep from the car,
Or piggy back me down the road,
When my little legs can’t walk that far.
So cherish every cuddle,
remember them all
One day Mummy
I won’t be this small
~ Stephanie Turner
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