Happy due date, little lady! Kid’s going for the late entrance. I get it. . . This pregnancy for me

Happy due date, little lady! Kid’s going for the late entrance. I get it. . . This pregnancy for me is such a gift, and I’m so grateful to be carrying this baby to term and for a healthy body and mind to help me out when I welcome a fresh human. This experience began a little rocky, but I’m learning not to wish away the hard moments. Even the really hard moments. Days (and pregnancies) are rarely perfect; they don’t always seem complete or how I envisioned them; and my mind constantly wants to plan the next thing when I’m in an uncomfortable place. But the day, the moment, is truly a gift without a promise that I’ll get another like it. So, what is here? If I slow down, what can I take with me?

Happy due date, little lady! Kid’s going for the late entrance. I get it. . . This pregnancy for me is such a gift, and I’m so grateful to be carrying this baby to term and for a healthy body and mind to help me out when I welcome a fresh human. This experience began a little rocky, but I’m learning not to wish away the hard moments. Even the really hard moments. Days (and pregnancies) are rarely perfect; they don’t always seem complete or how I envisioned them; and my mind constantly wants to plan the next thing when I’m in an uncomfortable place. But the day, the moment, is truly a gift without a promise that I’ll get another like it. So, what is here? If I slow down, what can I take with me? #40weeks #Q

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