As I step into the final 3 months of this pregnancy I want to remind myself of a few key things; things that I think I will need to hear when I am 8.5-9 months pregnant, super huge and super exhausted. So here we go!
Dear Future Alannah, please remember:
1) Take it one day at a time – with everything!
A recent occurrence (colostrum… since week 18) has made it clear that I will likely have the option to breast feed if I choose to. As long as I am comfortable and pain-free doing so, I’m going to give it a go. This has changed since early pregnancy because I literally thought that I’d have no option but to not breast feed (mainly due to pain), but it’s amazing what pregnancy does to a woman’s body (primarily her breasts!). Without going into too much detail, it seems that my breasts have become far less sensitive then they once were. Also, the development of colostrum proves that I will be able to produce milk; the question will just be, “how much will I be able to produce”? Regardless of how much (could be a little, could be a freezer full), I want to remind myself to take it ONE day at a time. One step at a time. I hear it’s going to hurt regardless the first few weeks, so I just need to remind myself that an adjustment period is needed. And if for some reason it doesn’t work out, well – you all know how I roll – no sweat. Formula it is – and I’ll be happy and fulfilled all the way.
Side note: no one KNOWS for sure if they can or cannot nurse. So, if you are fully banking on it, you should really give your head a shake and have a plan B, just in case!
But breast feeding isn't the only area where I wish to remind myself to take it one day a time. There are tones of times where I’ll need to remember this: like during the night when he is waking up like clockwork, or when I am in recovery and I am in pain. The list is probably endless, but it’ll all work out. It’ll all work out.
But breast feeding isn't the only area where I wish to remind myself to take it one day a time. There are tones of times where I’ll need to remember this: like during the night when he is waking up like clockwork, or when I am in recovery and I am in pain. The list is probably endless, but it’ll all work out. It’ll all work out.
2) Children are a blessing!
This is obvious, but I assume I’ll need to remind myself of this the closer and closer I get to my due date. I assume things get progressively harder as the end nears. So, remember, future Alannah, children are a blessing – and Roman is worth all the pain and discomfort you are going through right now. So just keep pushing through – the pay off will be well worth it!
3) Treat yourself and don’t push yourself too hard
Anyone that knows me knows that I am a pusher. I push myself to workout, eat healthy, keep active, work hard, est. I am very disciplined. But I think closer to the end of my pregnancy I’ll need to remind myself that it’s okay to slow down! Maybe I’ll want to skip a workout because I’m exhausted, or maybe I’ll want that chocolate bar that I have been denying myself for months on end! Nothing over indulgent or life changing, but you know, a few little treats can’t hurt, right?
Bottom line: I want to continue to be good to my body and keep it healthy, but I also want my body to be comfortable and treated to some extra “luxuries” during the hardest phase of my pregnancy. I think I’ll deserve it at that point.
4) Don’t sweat the small stuff
If the curtains I buy for the nursery don’t exactly match the crib bedding, I need to just chill out and accept it. I know most people wouldn’t care to begin with, but most people aren’t me and I have a tendency to pursue perfection to the point of exhaustion (sinful, I know… working on it!). I need to just take a breath and forget about it… Roman and everyone else won’t sweat the small stuff, so I shouldn’t either! I should just be happy I have a roof over my head and a healthy baby on the way.
5) I can trust God, my body, my husband and my health care team
This one is number one (even though in sequence it's listed as number five!)
Even in the midst of pain, God is in control. He has created my body to bear children and I don’t need to fear. I will just ride each wave of pain or discomfort knowing that Jesus will eventually calm the storm.
I can also trust Justin to be there for me. He is committed to playing an active role in the birth of Roman and, while other men may not be as prepared, I need to trust that he is. That’s why we are taking a 12-week Bradley birthing class! So that I can trust Justin to keep me calm, comfortable and relaxed all throughout the birth. My doula (also my birth class instructor) made it very clear when I hired her that she would be an assistant to Justin. While other husband not trained in the Bradley method may let the doula take charge, Justin will be well prepared to be the head coach.
Finally, I need to trust my health care team. They know what they are doing – they do this for a living! So, while it may be hard, I need to put the health of myself and Roman in their hands, knowing that God has brought them into my life for a reason.
6) There is nothing wrong with being organized – it’s a good thing and I don’t need to feel guilty!
Type A personalities around the world can vouch for the fact that being organized is a way of life. I am almost 25 weeks pregnant and I already have my crib, dresser, rocker, stroller and crib bedding for Roman. Some people roll their eyes at this, though I am not really sure why. But they have – to my face! Not sure why organization is suddenly considered a bad thing when it comes to preparing for baby? You’d think this is when it’d be most valuable!
The bottom line is: Justin and I hate debt, and we don’t want any part of it – so we buy things as we have the cash for them… or we are gifted things when our parents have the cash for it. In my mind, this is just good financial practice. We will get a lot of the smaller necessities at our baby showers (so thankful for that!), but the bigger ticket items I feel I (or a very generous third party, like a parent) am responsible for obtaining.
And in any case, why would anyone want to wait until week 36 to get their life together? By then you are huge, exhausted and possibly out of money (maybe you've spent it unwisely or on an emergency situation that was unforeseen). Not to mention no one is guaranteed 36 weeks of pregnancy… God forbid your baby is born premature and you have neither the funds nor organization to accommodate him or her. Better safe than sorry, I say.
What am I getting at here? I am getting at the fact that, as I get more and more pregnant the nesting\organizing gene will only intensify in me, and I need to embrace it! I am going to be well prepared for Roman and that is a blessing. It’s one less things to stress about and if I receive some eyes rolls because of it, well, whatever!
Well, there you have it... a list of things to remember. My reality check for when things get crazy. I am sure there will be more I’ll want to add to this list as time goes by, but this is a good start. Just gotta keep pressing on, and know beyond a shadow of a doubt that God is in control.
I can also trust Justin to be there for me. He is committed to playing an active role in the birth of Roman and, while other men may not be as prepared, I need to trust that he is. That’s why we are taking a 12-week Bradley birthing class! So that I can trust Justin to keep me calm, comfortable and relaxed all throughout the birth. My doula (also my birth class instructor) made it very clear when I hired her that she would be an assistant to Justin. While other husband not trained in the Bradley method may let the doula take charge, Justin will be well prepared to be the head coach.
Finally, I need to trust my health care team. They know what they are doing – they do this for a living! So, while it may be hard, I need to put the health of myself and Roman in their hands, knowing that God has brought them into my life for a reason.
6) There is nothing wrong with being organized – it’s a good thing and I don’t need to feel guilty!
Type A personalities around the world can vouch for the fact that being organized is a way of life. I am almost 25 weeks pregnant and I already have my crib, dresser, rocker, stroller and crib bedding for Roman. Some people roll their eyes at this, though I am not really sure why. But they have – to my face! Not sure why organization is suddenly considered a bad thing when it comes to preparing for baby? You’d think this is when it’d be most valuable!
The bottom line is: Justin and I hate debt, and we don’t want any part of it – so we buy things as we have the cash for them… or we are gifted things when our parents have the cash for it. In my mind, this is just good financial practice. We will get a lot of the smaller necessities at our baby showers (so thankful for that!), but the bigger ticket items I feel I (or a very generous third party, like a parent) am responsible for obtaining.
And in any case, why would anyone want to wait until week 36 to get their life together? By then you are huge, exhausted and possibly out of money (maybe you've spent it unwisely or on an emergency situation that was unforeseen). Not to mention no one is guaranteed 36 weeks of pregnancy… God forbid your baby is born premature and you have neither the funds nor organization to accommodate him or her. Better safe than sorry, I say.
What am I getting at here? I am getting at the fact that, as I get more and more pregnant the nesting\organizing gene will only intensify in me, and I need to embrace it! I am going to be well prepared for Roman and that is a blessing. It’s one less things to stress about and if I receive some eyes rolls because of it, well, whatever!
Well, there you have it... a list of things to remember. My reality check for when things get crazy. I am sure there will be more I’ll want to add to this list as time goes by, but this is a good start. Just gotta keep pressing on, and know beyond a shadow of a doubt that God is in control.
Okay… good talk!
Grace and Peace,
Alannah