Krista Lauren

Is 25 weeks like, a monumental time where you’re supposed to start freaking out a little about having a baby? Don’t get me wrong — I’m so excited! But I am also scared.

The idea of childbirth has always terrified me. I’ve felt surprisingly calm and at peace throughout my pregnancy. I decided early on that I was going to roll with the punches and try to be as stress-free as possible. With POTS, stress can significantly raise my heart rate, and I figure it’s best for Baby to remain calm.

I’m not having the heart rate raising anxiety now, more just a mental freak out. I keep trying to remind myself all of the encouraging things that friends and family have said to me. “People have been doing this since the beginning of time without all the help you get nowadays!” and, “Your body knows what to do.” I’ve surrounded myself with empowering and empathetic women, which I do really believe has helped in lowering stress. The people who tell me scary stories or how bad things are, are people I have limited contact with right now — at least when it comes to talking about babies.

I haven’t slept a lot again. But had more solid sleep when I can get it. I need new clothes because I’m getting rounder pretty rapidly at this point, and I’m a bit uncomfortable at night. We put a camera on the little birdies outside, and I’ve been checking in on them throughout the night. they made it another night, and our baby is kicking up a storm, which is such a good thing.

It’s 6, so I’m going to try to get another hour or so in. I will write more about my thoughts on pregnancy and childbirth at a normal hour sometime, hopefully.