Motherhood is a road signposted with constant milestones – the ‘firsts’. Those pivotal moments that mark the start of each new chapter. But what no-one seems to talk about are those heartbreaking ‘lasts’.

Those delicious first weeks of motherhood are filled with every sensory delight imaginable. That milky baby breath, the ‘newborn scrunch’ every time you pick up your little one, the fluttering eyelids and gassy smiles.

And as long as the nine months previous felt, those beautiful firsts and newborn days are gone in an absolute flash. And therein lies the agony and ecstasy of being a mum. While we pine for each new first – saying ‘mum’, walking, clapping … we are mourning the lasts. And I’m finding as my youngest child gets older, each last is a little more crushing.

These ‘lasts’ will break your heart, because one day you’ll look back and not even realise that they happened.

There will be a last time you carry your child in your arms. And you won’t know it. I still try and pick up my 11-year-old every now and again … just to prove I can do it.

The last bedtime story.

The last Christmas they believe in Santa. This was last year for my youngest, and I shed so many tears.

The last onesie worn.

The last pram ride.

The last snuggle in bed.

The last time you patch a grazed knee.

The last bath they need your help.

The last time they need a push on the swing.

The last time they hold your hand on a walk.

The last time you tuck them in.

As mothers, we don’t really talk about these ‘lasts’. Maybe it’s because they’re just too painful. Maybe we’re in denial. These lasts are so bittersweet, because when you think about it, they’re not just an ending, they’re a beginning. The start of a new chapter. More independence.

And that’s what we’re here for – to raise these beautiful beings so that, once their wings are ready, they’ll take flight.

Hold onto all of the precious mundane moments as they unfurl each day, because you never quite know when it will be a ‘last’.

What are some of the motherhood ‘lasts’ that give you the feels? Let us know in the comments below.

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  • The last snuggle in bed is reality already for 3 of my kids, luckily there’s still who does that.


  • Oh my goodness. My baby is only a month old and just the thought of these lasts made me tear up. Time is already going fast, gaining almost a kg and getting longer. Makes me so excited and a little sad all at the same time.


  • This makes me sad, as a mum, I’m not ready for any of the lasts with any of my kids


  • This is giving me all the feels! The one that hit me the most was the last time my daughter let me rock her to sleep, and the last breastfeed I did.


  • We are having lots more lasts now as we have teenagers. We have another last first day of this year school (still one more kid after him), last kid getting their learners this year as well. Last kid to get their braces off next week. Some are making me happy, others less happy.


  • A very teary sort of post – however, with all these lasts mentioned there are always first. Sometimes in life the lasts are the final ending with no firsts to follow. Please pray that is a long time away for you all!


  • I must agree that I hadn’t really notice this happening. Made me sad that I didn’t even think about this before now I can’t stop thinking about all of these things.


  • I cried when I read this article on lasts. I thought of my own kids lasts times 3 then with my first 2 grandkids I looked after while mum worked, we had lots of lasts there as well, the last time they needed the stroller to go for a walk, the last time they needed me to cuddle them while they had their bottle, the last time they needed a daytime nappy because they had graduated to little undies, a great first I must say but also a sad last. That’s just a few but there were many more, too tear jerking for me to write about. Very sad times for me and of course mummy.


  • Very true everything is a stage in life and it’s an amazing experience to go through motherhood


  • Oh my goodness,I don’t even want to think about these things lol.
    It will definitely be sad. I always joke with my husband that I want to keep popping out kids so that we will forever have a full home as it will be even more sad when they’re all grown up and leave home!


  • So true! What a wild ride motherhood is.


  • I’m dreading last cuddles. Although i constantly ask my boys whether they will still hug me when they are teenagers! So far they have said yes, here’s hoping!


  • Reading this makes me feel a bit sad but so far with every “last” there’s still new firsts.. I have a teenager now and even though I don’t push her on the swings any more we still share a lot of special firsts… boyfriends, kisses, driving…….I just don’t want to think about the day any of them grow up and move out :(


  • Yes, this is a sad part of motherhood/parenthood. There are so many lasts. Their last day believing in Santa/Easter Bunny/Tooth Fairy. Their last day at primary school. Their last day at high school. And the list goes on.


  • They do grow up way to quickly


  • Yep, I often enough think “where has the time gone” ?


  • It’s tough when our babies grow up and we all have those lasts that we don’t realise. We just have to grow with them and hug them no matter what age.


  • This is so true! They grow up so fast so I’m trying to enjoy every moment :)


  • I think we don’t talk about them because they happen without us even realising they are gone. Our babies have grown.


  • No sadness, only happiness for each age and stage and present moments.


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