Safe Landing.

Ever since I found out I was pregnant, I continued my meditation practice. In the past few months leading up to the final days of my pregnancy, I’ve made it a point not to miss a day meditating. For me, it’s like the balm that soothes and smoothes out ridges. The one thing that I can always do for myself (and have it benefit the baby) is to sit down and take a moment to breathe and be grateful for what we have. It has benefited me in many different ways, from easing worrying, having little to no anxiety throughout my pregnancy, and giving me energy when I need it. With just 24 days to go, I look back and thank myself for taking a few minutes out of my day to gift this to myself and my baby.

With meditation it helps to set a time, or a general time frame, for when you want to meditate. What part of your day is yours exclusively with little to no distractions? That for me is the morning time. I generally meditate for 10-15 minutes between 9 and 10 in the morning. Some days it’s easier to step away, on other days I have to make myself do it. Let everything else fall aside because most everything can wait for 10 minutes.

I go to my Insight Timer app - click on the amount of time I want to meditate and hit go. I silence my phone to do not disturb and either meditate on the couch, or outside with the sun shining in my face. It doesn’t have to be perfect, but it should be consistent. The value this practice brings to your life is beyond space and time, giving love and nourishment to your current self, your baby, and the future self as you step into the unknowns of motherhood with more clarity and assurance within yourself.

December 16th, 2024.

I believe in doing hard things over time. I think doing it all at once is daunting, and we took the same approach as we prepared for this chapter of our lives. We knew we wanted to be homeowners before the baby arrived, and I became too big and had to climb up and down the apartment stairs. We set our intention. We found the perfect home, and it was ours in December. With the home secured, that meant that the clock was ticking until May when the baby arrives. During this time, we got deliberate. My husband would work on the house to get it ready for us, and I would focus on my health and setting up the home and baby room. There’s still a lot more we want to do with the house that will take time. Every day we make progress towards that. The evolution of time is not just captured with my growing belly during this time, but also in these photos. It feels so good to have a permanent home to call our own.

April 2025.

Welcome home little one.


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