I’m not talking about developing a waddle or getting wedged between the car and the garbage cans – I’m talking about all the emotional business I find myself going through with everybody around me. As I just read in Birthing From Within, “The essence of childbirth preparation is self-discovery…” Which means, I hope, that all this emotional work I am doing right now will better prepare me for being unblocked and open to the tremendous force of birthing labor in three short months.
It was a long hard rough week, which I don’t much feel like writing about. Let’s just say that it feels like a mid-life meltdown fueled by over-jetted pregnancy hormones. In a nutshell, I am determining that, well, not all relationships require the same degree of honesty or outspokenness. Some relationships, especially professional ones, have different priorities. And it’s important to keep one’s mouth shut some of the time.
It’s all been sorted out for the time being, and I think my relationships, especially with my husband, are improved for it. There is no doubt that marriage is hard work – and also that life is much more pleasant with an amazing companion by your side.
The making-up sure is good, though. I am looking forward to a much better week ahead, despite the daylight savings spaciness.