Going back in time a little bit to show you how I spent my 2nd week of maternity leave, right before giving birth. I think I’ll always cherish this time as my last few days of freedom and a time when I truly found peace within myself. It’s amazing what an extended time off of work with no obligations will do for you. It helped remind me of the person I am when I’m not on a 9-5 schedule. I felt relaxed, positive, optimistic, and happy to be in the beautiful Bay Area.
I practiced pre-natal yoga every other day at Bloom and Namaste. I loved going to morning and mid-day classes that were smaller, more intimate groups than the weekend ones I’d been going to. I can’t stress enough how much yoga helped throughout my entire pregnancy.
I did leisurely activities like putting together a puzzle, listening to an audio book about Jacqueline Kennedy, and more coloring.
I went for long walks around the reservoir by my house. The energy healer that I saw in Santa Cruz recommended that I sit on earth in the final days leading up to my delivery date. Like actually find some dirt and sit on it, because we rarely ever sit directly on earth and it’s supposed to help bring the baby down with a natural gravitational pull. I have no idea if it worked, but it was so peaceful finding that quiet spot next to the lake, sitting down, and meditating for a bit.
I ate a lot of good food.
2nd pizza attempt: sausage, bell peppers, jalapenos, garlic, and ricotta.
I made a tres leches cake and whip cream from scratch.
I drove out to the Sunset district of San Francisco and had a delicious dinner with a friend at Outerlands, also a spot that usually has a 3-hour wait on the weekends. I’m still thinking about their freshly baked bread served with a slab of decadent butter and sea salt.
I had another solo lunch in the Elmwood district of Oakland at The Elmwood Cafe.
I went to a friend’s birthday party in the Mission. The bouncer at the bar said, “Keep those drinks virgin.” My friend’s boyfriend surprised her by inviting her favorite face make-up artist to come and paint everyone’s faces. We joked about how hilarious it would be if I went into labor and had to go to the hospital with my face painted like this.
My mother-in-law treated me to a mani-pedi.
I pampered myself with a pre-natal massage at Glow in Oakland and asked them to push on the labor-inducing pressure points.
And I baked that baby for a few more days, feeling like a ripe watermelon or overheated incubator.
I wasn’t sure how much more free time I’d have so I tried to maximize this 2nd week of maternity leave. And I’m so glad I did, because baby came that Sunday evening, and it’s been crazy since!