Our last pregnancy

FYI I wrote this post before we had our sweet Georgia. I almost didn’t post it since we’ve already had her, but I am sure I will like looking back on it later on:)

Oh the emotions that soar through my heart when I think about this pregnancy being my last. They range from being so happy and content that our family count will be closing with a sweet baby girl, to feeling total despair that I will never grow a life inside me again.

We both feel 100% that this baby girl is our last, so at least we are on the same page with that, but that doesn’t change the fact still that its our last.

The last time that I am going to have the breathtaking ability to GROW a life. While Jeremy and God obviously played roles in this too {;) }it was my body that did the day to day work. My body that got the blessing to feel each and every movement. Each and every hiccup, wiggle, and jab. My body that went through the metamorphosis that it requires to do such things. My body that got to safely grow our sweet babies.

The fact that there is no sound more comforting to our babies than my own heartbeat, or scent than my own, well that is simply beautiful.

So as we enter a new season as a family, a family of FIVE, I am going to try my hardest to just be still. To be content, to be joyful, to be present. I know this little girl is going to complete us, but I also would be a fool to think that I won’t miss being pregnant at times. But instead of soaking in that sadness, or feel like I am missing out, I am going to sit back and reflect. Reflect on the fact that I had the immense blessing of being able to do it three times, without any issues. The fact that God granted me the insane desires of my heart to have two boys and a girl. The fact that our babies are healthy, and here with us earth side.

So if you see me a year or two from now, starting longingly at your beautiful pregnant belly, help to remind me that I lived that season..and lived it beautifully- but its over;)