22nd February 2020.
These are the final days of my pregnancy, and I couldn’t be more proud of my body.
Over the last nine months, you have grown, adapted and evolved to become a haven for two souls. You have fused cells, rearranged DNA and encapsulated our best qualities to create this beautiful being that we will meet in just a few short days.
We share a mutual respect. I recognise all that you do for us and have fueled you with careful food choices, calculated exercises and empowering mindfulness each week to show my appreciation. These, I believe, are why you’ve kept us so strong and healthy.
I have loved being pregnant. It hasn’t been without its challenges, but I am aware just how fortunate I have been to conceive and make it to 40 weeks. I have loved watching my physical body change, surprising myself by even falling in love with the inconveniences and unpleasant side-effects of pregnancy. The things that, on paper, I would have rather avoided are all reminders of different points in my journey to bring this beautiful soul into the world. What an incredible feat we have achieved together, body.
Now full term, I will wait as patiently as I can and listen closely to what you need from me in these final few days. Labour is said to be one of the toughest challenges we will face. Yet, while I don’t underestimate it, I also remind myself to trust that my body knows what to do.
When the time comes, I will surrender my control to you, my body. I will breathe through the pain as you make room for our baby boy to enter the physical world. I will take comfort in each surge, as I know it brings him closer to being in our arms. And when I forget these things in the heat of the moment, I will re-read this letter and regain my calm and centre.
Thank you for all that you have done and will do for us. I couldn’t be more grateful, and I promise to honour your post-partum journey as honestly as I can.