I will not wish away this precious time with my last baby. I will not long for you to be older, bigger or a better sleeper. I will look forward to the future with you. I will not forsake the present.

As you grow I will try not to long for the days I’m in now.

I will try not to wish your brothers stay sweet and precious forever. I will try not to be sad when they grow.

Knowing this is my last sweet baby comes with the acute awareness that each “first” in the lives of my children also means the end of something precious and fleeting.

I will never forget that.