Well this is a recurring topic. Two people who hardly know me made comments about my perfectionism last week. That sends a message.
Baby Quinn is doing his best to teach me to let go of my perfectionism (and maybe some control). He’s currently breech. Head up, feet up, bottom down. Really? He still has time to turn, but not much time. I’ve tried a few spinning babies techniques and some other strategies that people have suggested.
It definitely makes me reflect on how smooth things were with Cash’s birth. Now that the words c-section are being thrown around, I’m so, so grateful to have had a different experience the first go round. I tell myself, this is what c-sections are for, these types of birth situations, but it’s still a lot scarier to trust a doctor than my own body.
Reflecting on my own perfectionism, it’s now become obvious that it’s something I rely on in times of stress or when I lose some control over making decisions. These next few weeks definitely fit that category! We will see what this baby has in store for us. He’s already a lot different than his big brother!
This is us trying to spin a baby!
Joyful Striving 