Riverside Park, Upper West Side, New York
That's me at 35 weeks and 4 days. In about a week, I'll be at 37 weeks, which means I'll be full-term and the baby could arrive any day thereafter, actually that was always the case even before this point. As these last few weeks wind down, I am feeling pretty good. Oddly I am wishing that this pregnancy could last a bit longer. I have a hunch that I'll miss carrying this baby, feeling his kicks, dreaming what he'll be like when we bring him into the world and having the security of knowing that he's well-protected in my belly right now.
Recently we found out that he's breeched, which has caused a bit of consternation for me. It may mean that I won't have the natural birth that I'd been planning for the last few months. After attempting several yoga exercises, acupuncture and lining up a few other tricks, I realized that this will be one of numerous events in his life that will cause me a lot of worry and anxiety--and this will be a small one in the grand scheme of things. It's anecdotal evidence that you become a parent as soon as your baby is conceived.
I made a parenting decision today to try to do the best for him but to respect his wishes if he decides he's most comfortable in this position.
I'll relinquish some control, but I'm comforted with the knowledge that I did my best, I listened to my baby and in the end everything will be okay.