All good things must come to an end

I'm a bit wistful about being finished with my final pregnancy. Even though it was really uncomfortable at the end and I was wishing like crazy that I could sleep normally, I will still miss having a tiny baby living safely inside of me and miss being as close to God's creative power as I think I will ever be. Just think, He allows me to particpate in the creation of another living, eternal being. That is the most awesome thing I think I will ever get do. And I've been privileged to do it four times now. It's very humbling and empowering at the same time. I can't quite put it into words.