Now that we were officially on our “Baby-Cation”, we were getting closer and closer to welcoming Finn into our family. The morning of Finn’s arrival (we had a scheduled C-section, so we knew exactly when we’d meet our littlest one) I had a million thoughts and feelings running through my head. While I was super excited to welcome our newest babe into the family, I was totally caught off-guard by how sad I was that this would be my last morning EVER as a pregnant woman.
With Liam & Stella, I knew after each pregnancy that Dean and I wanted to have more kids. Although I was sad when those pregnancies ended (It may be weird, but I LOVE being pregnant), I knew that we’d eventually have more kids. When we had Hattie, we thought that we probably wanted one more babe, if we were lucky enough to be blessed with one, so I held out hope that I would get to wear my bump proud one more time.
But with Finn, both Dean and I knew that this was probably it for us in the baby-making department. Since Finn’s pregnancy was so difficult and dangerous, we knew that if we could make it through this one and make it to the finish line with a happy and healthy baby, that our family would be complete. So there was a sense of sadness when I woke up on the morning of Finn’s big arrival, because I knew that this was the last time that I would ever have one of my sweet babes in my belly.
Now don’t get me wrong… I was SO excited to meet baby, and was so proud that we had made it to the finish line together… I just wanted to keep him in my belly a little longer!
How did you feel when your last pregnancy was over? Were you sad that this was the last time you’d be a pregger? Or did you feel relieved?