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The Last Time

You slept so sound in your crib today

I got some things done I've let get away

But yesterday you were so comfortable on my chest,

Did it really matter if the house was a mess?

'Cause what if that's the last time you'll do that too?

I know I should be excited for all the new,

But I'm grieving all things newborn you


You love your bottle, even hold it by yourself

My pump seems to be just taking up space on the shelf

But yesterday you seemed to love to latch on,

Is it really so bad now that you've caught on?

'Cause what if that's the last time you'll do that too?

I know I should be excited for all the new,

But I'm grieving all things three month you


I've rotated all your clothes, nothing I had hung fits

Memories into storage bins, I've purposely avoided this

'Cause yesterday I swore you squeezed into these footies just fine,

Maybe you can wear at least one of them one last time?

'Cause what if that's the last time you'll do that too

I know I should be excited for all the new,

But I'm grieving all things six moth you


You sit up now, so strong and steady

Not quite crawling, but I can tell you're ready

But yesterday you seemed to prefer my helping arms,

Your new found independence weighs heavy on my heart

'Cause what if that's the last time you'll do that too?

I know I should be excited for all the mew,

But I'm grieving all things nine month you


It's like I've blinked and you're this new version of you

Not my little 6.9 pound baby so fragile and new

'Cause it feels just like yesterday that we brought you home

My sense of time has changed so much the more you grow

'Cause everyday feels like another last time too

And while I've loved all the new,

Time has moved too fast the last twelve months with you




Written by Ashley Lowe

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