Cherishing “The Lasts”

My son’s preschool teacher read a book to the class last year titled Let Me Hold You Longer by Karen Kingsbury, and it was a sweet reminder to us parents to not only count and cherish the “firsts”, but also the “lasts”.  The last time they nurse, the last time they sleep in a crib, the last time they use their special blankie.  Those moments are special too, and in these last 2 weeks of pregnancy, I can’t but help to think of all of our potential lasts as we count down the days.  Here are some of the “lasts” I’m trying to hold on to and cherish.

Swimming Together As A Family Of 4The last day we’ll spend together as a family of 4.  Will it be an ordinary school day, or will we have done something special together one last time before baby comes?

The last day my baby is no longer the baby.  My son has been the baby of the family for over 5 years, and while I think he’ll take on his new role as big brother brilliantly, I can’t help but feel a wee bit emotional for him, and am giving him lots of extra hugs and kisses.


The last time my husband and I go out on a date together before Baby comes along.  It could have been last night, or will we make it a few more days and sneak in another movie night?  Just in case it was last night, I made sure to hold my husband’s hand a lot.

The last time someone asks me when I’m due and what I’m having.  Getting a bit of extra attention when you’re pregnant is always nice so I’m trying to soak it in, because soon enough the only questions I’ll be asked is how old the baby is, and “Can I hold him/her?”

The last time I feel this baby kick and wiggle inside of me before I give birth.  It’s one of my favorite parts of being pregnant, that special feeling only me and Baby share, and I’ll miss it.  So I’m trying to hold onto each and every nudge because soon those nudges won’t be there.

The last time I walk though my OB’s doors as a pregnant woman.  Call me strange, but I love my regular check ups.  The routine, the regularly consistent questions, the smile on my doctor’s face when she sees me and asks in a genuine voice how I’m doing.  There’s just something special about visiting your OB when pregnant, as opposed to seeing her for a routine check up.

Our little world is about to change, and while we’re all so excited to meet the newest member of our family, I think it’s important to revel in this special “waiting period” as well.  It’s helping me to appreciate and cherish our moments that much more.

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