I have been incredibly blessed - four healthy children (2 of each) all 6 and under. They are my world and I am totally besotted. My last baby is now two weeks old and I know that he will be my last - hit the big 40 and want to have enough time to devote to my gorgeous children.
But....it is so sad. I feel really sad when I look at him knowing I will never hold a newborn, hear that precious newborn cry, have a tiny baby grab my finger. And knowing I will never wear those maternity clothes again, see a pregnancy test turn positive, feel a baby kick, see that gorgeous dress on a little one again.
My husband keeps teasing me - telling me to get rid of all my baby stuff, to enjoy my two week old as he is the last. It makes me feel really sad. I can't help thinking 'never say never' but know it would be the wrong thing and I would only feel the same way next time. So I just need to get over it.
Is this just me or do most people feel happy when they know their little bundle is their last. It just feels so final 
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