{"id":9644,"date":"2016-07-25T09:41:13","date_gmt":"2016-07-25T13:41:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mayahoodblog.com\/?p=9644"},"modified":"2016-07-24T22:26:40","modified_gmt":"2016-07-25T02:26:40","slug":"hard-letting-go-last-baby","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mayahoodblog.com\/hard-letting-go-last-baby\/","title":{"rendered":"It’s hard letting go of my last baby"},"content":{"rendered":"
When you know your youngest child is also your last, it comes with mixed emotions. On the one hand, there is\u00a0relief and a sense of closure. You look at your family and you know what “IT” looks like, the dynamic, the car size that you’ll need and whether or not you can ever afford a family vacation again.\u00a0 On the other hand, you also realize that many of the little things\u00a0you do together could be\u00a0your last. Their first giggle, taking their first steps, and calling\u00a0you mom! It also means no more parenting do-overs, and I certainly was grateful for a re-do\u00a0after having my oldest son Kyle. The only way I can describe his first year of life is a\u00a0HAZE! I had no idea what I was doing, I probably did it all wrong, and I rushed it all. While I did make a conscience effort to be more in the moment with my youngest two, I will never get a chance to do some of the cute things I always wanted to do while they were still babies (you know…make\u00a0a time-laps video of daily pictures or dress them up and take cute pictures while they nap. Admit it, you saw someone do it and you wanted to do that too!).<\/p>\n