Later today I’ll be at my 38-week appointment and grasping the sheer fact that we are exactly 14 days away from her due date. It’s been an interesting last few weeks as I’ve started to notice my body do some miraculous things to prepare for labor. Contractions are more frequent, my waddle game is strong, and I’m slowly becoming more and more aware of the slowdown in movements from baby girl. She’s running out of room in this cozy little space of she’s called home for so long. The waiting game is real and I’m peaceful ok with it.
Of course, with every waiting game, you come across that threshold where you start to just ponder on the big and little things.
The Waiting Game, Feeling prepared and unprepared all at once
Can one ever really be prepared for a new baby? No, and that’s ok. I’m in this weird state of feeling over prepared and unprepared all at once. Does that make any sense? It’s a real thing, I promise you. Hospital bags are packed, the birth plan has been distributed to our go team, and FMLA paperwork has been approved – we are just waiting for baby now.
At times I feel so ready for all of this to happen, but the real beauty of welcoming a child is the unpredictability. Babies come on their own time, whether that’s this weekend or a full week after their due date. All of the apps didn’t have any sound advice for this week of pregnancy besides hoping, wishing, and waiting for your little one to arrive. So that’s where we are at – hoping, wishing, and waiting (as patiently as one can wait).
The Waiting Game, Self-reflection at it’s finest
I’m desperately focusing on myself during this final countdown before baby girl arrives. Remembering that another little unicorn is about to make her presence well known in this household for the better. One of the most discouraging pieces of advice that I have chosen to ignore was “you’ll lose yourself.”
I found it out and quite upsetting that a mother could offer that up as “advice.” On the contrary, I’ve heard from so many amazing mothers that they discovered a new part of themselves within their journey of motherhood. I’m clinging to that because I really like me.
Over these last few weeks, I’ve been working on a little self-exploration journal by Meera Lee Patel called Start Where You Are. It’s best described as “a simple reminder: that by taking the time to know ourselves and what those dreams are, we can appreciate the world around us and achieve our dreams.” Motherhood isn’t going to define me, it’s going to just make me a little more awesome (and tired).
The Waiting Game, Taking baby steps away from the social media
First and foremost, my blog is an online journal of sorts that I give some pretty decent advice on. The best part about this blog is that I actually receive some amazing advice from my readers. With that being said, I do not have plans to leave this space for an extended amount of time. This weekend I have plans to finish up some pre-written content to schedule ahead. Plus, I can type with a baby wrapped around me.
What I can say is that I’m sticking to my guns with keeping Delilah Claire from my social media channels. She’s my greatest accomplishment and I really want to take the time to just enjoy her. I’ve learned over these last few weeks that my social media game has been off. The race for numbers hasn’t been a priority. All that has consumed me is the sheer fact that I’m about to welcome a baby girl into the world. My own baby girl! I’ll share when I can, but it’s not longer a priority. This brand of living simply isn’t going anywhere and I’ll always be Simply Sevi.