The other day, I finished my supply of prenatal vitamins...and just like that, everything to do with my being pregnant was over. Ever since having Little G I have been weaning myself off pregnancy slowly in different ways. Since I am not breastfeeding, I have been drinking coffee and having a beer or glass of wine every once in a while. I had my last visit at the OB's office and now won't be back for 6 months, rather than make the weekly (at one point almost daily) visits that I was up to prior to having Little G. I packed away the at home doppler kit because there is no other heartbeat inside me to find.
And even though I have the most beautiful, amazing, gorgeous, lovely little boy here in my house, physically...I can't help but miss having him inside me. I feel a little empty. Believe me, this is not a feeling I EVER expected to feel...and yet, it seems to be a strong enough feeling that I am finding myself needing to work through it. Who know's how bad it will be after having our second, and final, child?
Anyway, I don't have any grand conclusion to this and I certainly didn't mean to sound glum...because really, this is just a small feeling...I guess I just felt like putting it out there. I know these feelings will pass...how could they not with this guy around? Clearly while my tummy may feel empty, our lives are full of the wonderfulness that is this guy: