The Last Baby.
There’s something about your last baby.
The baby you know will always be the baby of the family. The one who completed your family puzzle.
All their firsts are your lasts. The eagerness you had with your first child(ren) just isn’t there with this one. You soak it in a little deeper and snuggle just a bit harder. Seeing the clothes that fit them yesterday getting too short just hits different. You pack those clothes in a donate box instead of a plastic tote to take to the attic for that “you never know” baby.
Your life has become much more chaotic since the birth of this tiny human but you know this is who was missing from your life.
The excitement of the first “mama” or first steps are met with a tiny ping of sorrow. This baby will always be your baby.
There’s just something about your last baby.