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You’ll Always Be My Baby

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There’s something to be said about your youngest.

You know he’s your last.
Your last diaper change.
Your last bottle.
Your last rock-to-sleep.

He’s your last one to learn to use his Rs correctly (excuse me while I sob).
The last one to ask for snuggles just because.

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The last to wake up happy and bubbly at 6 a.m. ready to start his day . . . instead of throwing a pillow over his head and yelling at you to get out.

My baby is four-and-a-half.
He’s still not QUITE transitioned to little boy yet.
He still has a bit of a baby voice and likes to be carried . . . although he’s getting too big.

He still needs help pouring his cereal and screams “Wipe my butt!!” from across the house.

But it’s not far off.

I know it. I can feel it.

I have maybe six more months.
He’s becoming his own person.

The thought of all of my children being so self-sufficient and in the next phase of life is exciting.

It’s also terrifying.

I don’t want more babies. I know we’re done.

But wow . . . there’s something to be said about the youngest.

So if you see me in the Target checkout aisle and I allow him to throw an Avengers juice box and six unnecessary candy bars onto the belt, just smile and move on.

He’s my baby.
He has manners and knows how to be polite.
He’s too smart for his own good.

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But no matter what, no matter when, no matter where, no matter how . . . whether he grows up or not . . . he will always be my baby.

So I’ll spoil him for just a little bit longer.

There’s something to be said about your youngest.

This post originally appeared on Momming All the Boys

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Articles by Nicki Snyder

Nicki Snyder

I am raising 3 boys, twin eight-year-olds and a four-year-old, *pause for reaction* and could not imagine my life any other way. I work full time, and yes live my life surrounded by video games, handmade weapons, sports, dirt, and cleaning urine off of everything. I have been married for 12 years and we're navigating this crazy parenting thing together taking it day by day. My career is marketing in the motorcycle industry and I love to find humor in my life and bring smiles to others through my crazy life stories.

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