Kyk: Emosiebelaaide boodskap aan ouers wie se kinders nie meer in die huis is nie

Jess Urlichs is ‘n skrywer wat hierdie boodskap aan haar man geskryf het. Dit word in die video deur Darren Simpson van KFM Mornings voorgelees en die trane kan nie gekeer word nie.

Dus, indien jy dink jou kinders is ‘n handvol en dinge raak vir jou te veel, lees die boodskap, maar maak seker jy het snesies byderhand.

Daar sal eendag gesiggies in rame wees en nie voor jou nie en jy en jou maat sal mekaar vir ‘n derde keer leer ken. Die eerste keer sonder kinders, die tweede keer met kinders en die derde keer weer sonder hulle.

Dear Husband,

There’s a life in the future with little faces in photo frames instead of before our eyes, and artwork and abc magnets won’t adorn our fridge.

There’s a bed big enough, where little elbows and knees won’t prod us in our sleep and only our feet will swing out in the morning.

There’s a vase placed in reach of little arms because there aren’t any, and mugs will daringly sit on the edge of the table.

There’s a bank balance that looks a bit more forgiving and a bag I leave with that isn’t overflowing.

There’s a free calendar that isn’t packed with swimming lessons, dance classes and muddy sports shoes. And we’ll get to know each other for a third time, before them, with them, and then when only two jackets hang at the door.

There’s a clean car, the only noise is the hum of the radio. There will be no endless questions in a high pitched voice from the back seat, there may even be days we don’t hear from them at all.

There’s a date night with no curfew, my mums not needed for babysitting, and we aren’t sleeping with one eye open waiting for the shuffle of feet down the hallway. A type of freedom that feels heavy.

There’s a house that’s clean, maybe our couch is new, we aren’t stepping on Lego or toy cars either. In fact there’s not much colour anywhere. Remember how it came with so much happiness?

There’s a dinner table that feels big, we aren’t negotiating bites of vegetables or wiping little hands and mouths. But sometimes there’s a knock on the door & the table is full once more.

There’s a shower that doesn’t sound like baby cries, a coffee that is warm and my body will be my own. We won’t wear tired the same way but time will have aged us anyway.

There will be hard moments to come that will make these moments look easy, but we’ll remember.

We’ll remember the first words, the curls, the “I love you’s” the moments we almost broke, & how we held each other through it all.

There’s a life in the future and it’s coming for us. So let’s get swept up in the beautiful chaos in front of us.

Let’s make the future wait a little longer.

Because I love this life with you so much,

this one right now.

Words taken from the hardback edition of ‘From One Mom to a Mother’

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