MamaSezz "Millie" age 6, 1936.
As we approach Mother's Day, we at MamaSezz Foods are reminded of the touching poem "The Last Time," which beautifully captures the bittersweet essence of parenting and the swift passage of time. The poem speaks not only to the fleeting moments with our children but also resonates deeply as we remember the final chapters in the lives of our beloved elders.
This year, the poem holds a particular significance for us, as we recently said farewell to our cherished matriarch, Millie, at the age of 93. Her legacy continues to inspire us.
Join us in this reflective journey through the poem, as we honor the profound bonds between mothers and their children and cherish every moment—from the first embrace to the final goodbye.
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
For one last time.
-Author unknown