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It’s one thing to read an article that gets you in the feels . . . but when you read those words aloud? It brings the emotions to a whole other level. 

An Irish radio host from Corks RedFM proved that this week when she read a poem live on air about motherhood, marriage, and the bittersweet reality of time passing quickly. The viral piece was written by blogger Jess Urlichs, and it perfectly captures what it feels like to be thankful and heartbroken at the same time

Watch radio personality Vic on the RedFM Breakfast with KC show read the piece and break down into the tears we’re all feeling: 

The piece from Urlichs is, in its entirety, an emotional rollercoaster of gratitude and grief: 

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.

It’s no wonder we’re all hugging our babies a little harder today and feeling extra grateful for this beautiful life we’ve been given.

PS—Check out an exclusive original essay from Jess Urlichs in our bestselling book, So God Made a Mother!  

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