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"You're Gonna Miss This" is a ballad composed of three verses and a bridge, each section portraying an event in the life of an unnamed female character: being driven to school by her mother in the first verse, being visited at her apartment by her father in the second verse, and conversing with a plumber while her kids are misbehaving and making noise in the third verse. In all three of the situations, the song's other characters (the parents and the plumber) assure the central character that although she may not realize it, she will miss the various moments of her life.
Ashley Gorley, one of the song's writers, came up with the central idea for "You're Gonna Miss This" one day while a repairman was working on his house. His two children (ages two and four at the time; he has since had a third) were running around the house and stealing the repairman's tools; after Gorley apologized, the repairman replied, "Don't worry about it — I've got two babies, too." Gorley, after determining that the incident with the repairman might work as a song idea, recalled it to Lee Thomas Miller, who then suggested the title "You're Gonna Miss This." The two then worked backward from the bridge, changing the song's scenario several times until they finally settled on having the song focus on a female central character.
Adkins then decided to record it after hearing it; being the father of five daughters, its message resonated with him. Upon hearing Adkins's recording of the song, Gorley felt that Adkins had "made it something more than it was".
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