Dear Strong Woman,

Current status - running out of womb.

13 weeks vs 34 weeks. In awe of my body and the stretch in this dress.

Time is passing both gradually and suddenly. There is more of everything: more back pain, more fatigue, more emotions, more kicks from this little dude. But also more love and anticipation. It’s the craziest mix of feelings. The terrible excitement.

I allowed myself to have a full blown snot cry yesterday and name every little thread of fear I’m feeling.
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My coach told me to imagine putting each one in a box tied to a balloon and watching them float out of sight. I hard core did not want to let go of it. Told myself I don’t know how to do this without fear driving me. That thought was like one remaining balloon I was trying to hide under my shirt.

So I said it out loud, and saying it was the act of releasing that last little worry. The “how” of doing this became super clear: 𝙏𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖.

I instantly felt lighter.

Evidence that no matter how many people I coach around fear, I need support navigating my own. Not “still” need, but need. As in I’ve needed it in the past and will need it in the future. I imagine every momma will tell me the fear doesn’t go away.

Nor will yours, you beautifully messy human being.

Take it from me! Avoiding letting the fear out won’t result in it getting quiet or disappearing all together. It too will start running out of womb, and then it’ll come out whether you want it to or not.

So feel it to free it!

Feel it to free 𝘆𝗼𝘂.