This is the sixth full moon of my pregnancy. I expect to move towards birthing after the tenth full moon, if my other babies are anything to go by. Woah - SIX OF TEN! I feel so full, on the one hand, so close to birthing. On the other hand, I can barely believe that there will be a baby at all - so how can I be so far gone?
Honestly, there is a lot of anxiety floating around me right now, mostly centred around my usual pregnant dreams of baby loss. In half of the dreams I have had about birthing, this pregnancy, the baby has been born still. I think I just feel too restless and stressed about external things to really feel secure or even come to a quiet knowing that "all will be well". I already want to retreat into solitude, I am done with busy.
Minnow has turned itself around a lot this past couple of weeks - I think mostly baby is back to back and head up, and I have hardly as much bump to show for it as I did at three months!