PROSE: the Letter from tired parents

Mom accompanies her young daughter to school, holding her hand. At this point in her head do not cease to emerge thoughts about the mass of cases that need to be done: go to the store for food, clean the house, cook food. She is pretty tired of all these everyday tasks that have to be performed every day. Sometimes you want to have a daughter soon grew up and was able to go to school. Maybe at least then mom will have a few free hours or she and her husband will be able to rest for a few days together. Nights in recent years began to seem to her is endless, she just wants to stay at least for a couple of hours.

But here is what letter she wrote.

Her words hit straight to the heart:

"When you first hug your baby, you completely change, you'll never be the kind of person I was before. Maybe you'll miss the self you used to be. When you had freedom, time. When there was so much less to worry about. You will understand what real fatigue means, what you have never experienced before. Days will pass one by one as if they are all the same, engaged in feeding and burping, changing diapers and crying, complaints and disputes, short fragments of sleep or even without it. It may seem that this is some endless cycle of the same events.

But don't forget ...
Everything happens for the last time.

There will come a day when did you last feed your baby breast. It will fall asleep on your lap after a busy day. And the day will come when you will be able to hug your child during sleep for the last time.

One day you will carry it on your hands.
And then the day will come when you can no longer lift it and carry it as well. In the evening you will bathe him in the bath. And then he suddenly wants to wash himself.

It will hold your hand as you cross the road. And then already never about this not will ask.

He'll sneak into your room in the middle of the night for you to hug him. And all of a sudden, this will be the last time he woke you up for this.

One day you will sing with him a fun children's song and repeat all the movements from it. And then you'll never sing it with a grown-up baby.

He will kiss you goodbye before school, and in a couple of days he will ask you not to do it again.

One day you will read him a bedtime story for the last time and wipe the stained face.

Once the last time he will run to meet you and happy to jump in his arms.

The fact is, you never know when this last time is gonna happen.

So while you're going through all these moments, appreciate them and remember that someday there will be none and nothing will bring them back."

These words will help all parents exhausted by daily problems and concerns.
Being a mother is hard work, but it's also a great joy and a unique experience full of moments that we fondly stored in memory and which sooner or later will miss.

Patience to You dear parents!