It was this day last year that I was 2 days past my due date and feeling very pregnant but also VERY excited to meet my baby. I was scheduled to be induced if I didn’t go into labor naturally, and I felt upset about this, so I was doing everything I could to get baby moving.
I was drinking raspberry leaf tea, eating so many dates, walking, bouncing on a ball, eating labor cookies. Anything that I could think of! I was determined to meet my baby, safely, and on my own terms if I could.
I went on a three mile walk that night and I swear I felt contractions but I didn’t say anything because I’d claimed to be in labor like three times already lol Hey! I didn’t know what it would feel and be like! The contractions kept coming, slowly and easily and randomly, but I still didn’t say anything. I think I was just so excited that I was nervous if I said it aloud, it would all stop! But I was right, and soon we would meet our little baby boy.
I haven’t shared Jackson’s birth story with y’all yet and our natural delivery and why we waited to find out if he was a boy or girl. But I do know when I was pregnant, I loved reading birth stories. Would you want to know more about ours?!