The Last First – The End of an Era

It doesn’t seem like that long ago that I was sniffing the fresh, new-baby scent from the scalp of my oldest. Now, I am scalp-sniffing my last, who is no longer fresh and new. I can’t help but linger, still taking in the smell of her sweet little head.

Although I love each of my kids equally, I find myself holding on to each moment and each phase of life a little longer with my youngest.

Because she is my last.

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