Being at such a late stage in my pregnancy it's all systems GO on the nesting front! As a self confessed OCD addict, these raging hormones and the imminent if not slightly later than expected arrival of the little one wasn't really helping matters.
Racing towards the 2nd week of being 'overdue' I would have considered myself to be in a pretty peaceful place all things considered had it not been for the midwives at each appointment putting the fear of god into me with their preconceived idea that my birth 'may' go wrong followed up further with threats of being induced. Followed by further still well meaning friends sharing their thoughts and passing across information to a then heavily pregnant women at 42 weeks summarising why it's best to be induced at 39 weeks or face potential life threatening problems... yes probably not the wisest move.
In any case, I'm massively in love with this bump of mine and if baby wants to stay in their all cosy and warm for a bit longer then I shall continue to wait, happily, impatiently but patiently for my little person to make their arrival in this world.
the first inkling of you, crept into her head, and she waited
as you grew she adjusted her thinking to include the idea of you
wrestled with uncertainty, fear, doubt crystallizing into acceptance
and with a growing feeling of excitement welcomed you
curving her hands softly around you
eyes soft, mouth plush with secrets
visible signs of transformation upon her flesh
until the taut regions spongy with protective cushioning
shaped to your tiny fist in smooth ripples
as you revealed yourself in small beautiful shapes
pressing longingly against her, your perfect foot
testing its first ground while her hands smoothed and stroked
peacefully absorbing not just the thought of you
but the reality of you into her heart.
Author: Elisabeth Komae Li