In my prayers for a healthy pregnancy and delivery for my baby girl, I guess I foolishly forgot to pray for a healthy recovery for myself. Studies over the years have found that African American women are three times more likely to die from preeclampsia, and I didn't think it would affect me.
Just one week from today, I will be in labor and delivery. Whew. I’m nervous and yet excited to meet my second child. My three-and-a-half-year-old Eli has been giving my belly so many kisses and squeezes that I’m sure he will be captivated when he meets his baby sister for the very first time. I have been taking in these last few days of Eli being an only child with grace. The count down doesn't get any more real until I am in a hospital bed pushing with anticipation etched within my heart.
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| 39 weeks pregnant |
It is going to be okay, and I know it. In just about another week, I will be seeing my daughter’s precious face, and she will be my second child. I have thought about managing motherhood, being a wife, and college student once she arrives.
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Hey, there I am so glad you are here! Welcome or welcome back to my blog, She’s Found Strength. My name is Linda, and I talk about all things related to mental health, having a deeper relationship with God, and personal growth with a sprinkle of my very own life in the mix. I am an inspiring LCSW, and on my journey there, I help women become the best possible version of themselves. Today I want to talk about the mid-year reflection.
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