My beautiful bump, I love you. And that mesh underwear I love you almost as much. — Bringing sexy back, that’s right ✊🏼♥️✨
Seriously though, I can’t stand the feeling of clothes on my belly right now. I walk around my house in a robe most days or a tee bc well I can. Last check up said I was 3 cm + 50% effaced — which doesn’t mean much. Other than the contractions I’ve been having since the week of Thanksgiving are actually doing something. Friday night I went two hours 8-10 mins apart + then poof — gone. And last night at 4am, I had three super strong ones in ten minutes that woke me up out of dead sleep, but completely subsided. Nothing like putting a lady on edge. Am I right? Today I’ve had cramping on + off but no imminent active labor. THIS is simply an example of just how different every experience is. Some women labor all the stages in one day. Some don’t labor at all bc they have an elective c-section. Some, like me, are a slow burn for the latent phase until active labor strikes. And then there are the women who have some combination of labor + a c-section. It’s all so wild to me. I made a mistake though today. I went down the rabbit hole of Google. Allowing my nerves to get the best of my mind instead of trusting my mantra ‘everything is always working out for me’ ✨ Needless to say if you caught my bump story highlights you know exactly what I mean. So tonight, I’m taking an essential oil bath with lavender + juniper berry to get my mind in check again. And, doing a visualization meditation along with my beautiful Reiki practice to guide myself through the process of everything going smoothly. This is how I course correct + commit to my wellbeing. I’m not perfect + fear creeps up on me, especially when I allow myself to read all the articles about my situation (smh 🤦🏻♀️) — word to the wise, don’t do that if you’re expecting at any moment. Hormones are far too prominent for it to serve you. However, I am ready whenever she is + I am excited to hold my girl.
All will work out for both of us. 🙏🏻