In just a few short hours...

In just a few short hours, I will have this baby girl. We will be a family of 6. I will deliver my 4th baby and we will finally be complete.

In just a few short hours, we will begin this next phase of our lives, and as ready as I am, I also know that I will miss being pregnant. {Not enough to ever want to do it again, mind you. Ahem.} But I'm certainly having mixed feelings about these final hours of pregnancy. I just can't believe that I'm almost done. I've spent over 36 months of my life being pregnant, yet the end is almost near. I will never again feel my baby move inside me. Never again feel the excitement of hearing "it's a boy!" or "it's a girl!" Never again have my baby all to myself for an entire 9 months. Never again meet my baby for the very first time or hear that first cry.

But, being done with pregnancy, also means that I will enter a new chapter in my life. One that I am able to enjoy with my family.

My whole family.

Watching my babies as they grow. Being there with them as they learn new things, play new sports and make new friends. Celebrating birthdays, going to school plays and soccer games and dance recitals. Helping them with their homework and talking to them about their day. As much as I love the baby stage that Reid is in now, I can't help but get excited about having the types of conversations with him {and Emerson!} as I do now with Carter and Brynn. Each year gets better and better as I watch my kids grow in to people. Real people that have ideas and thoughts and imaginations and conversations. And it happens right before our eyes.

So, while I know I will certainly miss being pregnant, I'm ready to be done. To move on and enjoy our life as a family of 6.

To feel whole.

In just a few short hours, I will have met my very last baby. And I can't wait for that moment.