the last child

I am the last child.
A post script.
Unexpected,
but not accident,
actually SURPRISE!

Daddy was thrilled.
Mother less so.
She was older, perhaps wiser,...
it was not an easy time.

I am the youngest child,
and the only child,
simultaneously.

He had 3,
She had 1,
their combined 4 were adults,
by the time I came along.

It was strange,
having older parents.
All of their friends were grandparents,
or nearly so.

I prefer the company of my elders.
I would, frankly, rather talk to your parents...
unless you are older than I.

I was simultaneously an only child and the youngest.