Sorry to the mamas that are still waiting for their LO's to arrive. :-)
This happened to me after I had my DS1, but I had the baby blues pretty bad that time and everything would make me cry. Happy crying, sad crying, I was just a mess for nearly two weeks. This time I'm doing awesome. I feel great, my new little family is doing fantastic, my new son is totally rad and easy, my 2.5 yo is being great, DH is being super helpful and feeding me and cooking and shopping...But when I think about being pregnant I miss it so much.
Seriously, it's not cool. This was my last pregnancy, logistically and financially it is what is best for our family and our lifestyle. Emotionally though, I would LOVE to have more. I was sorting laundry at 4 days pp and I was bawling as I would pick up each piece of clothing that I had worn only days before as a pregnant woman. Then a few days later I needed some clothes hangers and decided to pull down some maternity shirts that I wouldn't need again and that made me cry. Looking at my awesome maternity photos - can't even do it. I am grieving the fact that my last pregnancy has come to an end and it is incredibly heartbreaking.
I love being pregnant so much, there is nothing like it. Sure, I was uncomfortable, but it is such an amazing honor to grow these little people. Everyone could see how much I loved it. At work I constantly got told "Pregnancy suits you!" or "You should be pregnant all the time!" Literally, every day someone would recognize the pure radiant happiness that I felt as a pregnant person. Someone at work mentioned that the only thing she loved about being being pregnant was all the attention, and I honestly don't think that's it with me. Sure it's nice, but I would be just as happy to spend my days at home with my family and enjoy the bump by myself, just me and the baby.
Am I totally nuts? I can vividly remember the pain of this birth and I would gladly go through that again for another chance to be pregnant. Sorry for the whiny post...Just hoping I'm not alone with the love of the baby bump. 






I've been grieving as well. I keep seeing my beautiful maternity dresses and want to sob my eyes out. I just don't want this "chapter" of my life to be over. What is ironic is I didn't even want to get pregnant this time in the first place. I was done with #4. I spent a lot of this pregnancy being totally unexcited about it instead of relishing every moment. I pushed DH into getting a vasectomy next month even though I know he wants another baby.
We're kinda silly like that. Anyway, he confirmed that he was talking to me, and that we can have more kids and if we're going to be broke we may as well be super broke. Nice logic huh? I started to cry and said that two kids is perfect and I don't want more than two and blah blah. Well, so now I kind of feel better, although my maternity clothes still just kill me to look at. I didn't realize that I had so much emotional attachment to them, it's very weird. So, I guess I'm in the same boat as lovelylisa now. I'm going to try to not obsess over the fact that a third is really an option, I'm just going to go with it and see what happens. I honestly don't know that more than two kids is what I really really need, but it's nice to know that I can change my mind if I want.
You are all totally awesome and make me so happy. 
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