Patience: –noun

the quality of being patient,  as the bearing of provocation,annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like.

How do you encourage a woman who is bloated, peeing all the time, feeling fat, can’t sleep, getting kankels, hearing rude comments from strangers about how you look like you are gonna pop, feeling so unsexy, afraid of getting stretch marks- or more of them, scared that the baby is only getting bigger and won’t fit, hearing all of the horror stories from “friends” about birth, wanting support and wanting to schedule having help who needs to buy a plane ticket, desiring to stomach sleep again…. and more…. to be patient?
Waiting to go into labor on your own without an induction or without any fiddling on your part or on the doctor’s part is difficult. But birth is not broken. It is a wonderful thing to wake and realize that your baby has chosen their birth date. It is an empowering thing to realize your body knows how to do this without any nudges.
I have been there- ten days post due date each time. I know how she feels. Her fears may be different than mine- but they were there.  So I encourage, support, cry with, pray with, scream with, listen to her vent and complain and love her through the days and weeks up to her baby arrives. And sometimes I go with her to be fiddled with and induced supporting her decision although I keep praying for a gentle birth to occur in spite of the intervention.
Patience- she will learn it either during her pregnancy or soon after when she has that baby in her arms who seems to be inconsolable in the wee hours of the morning. My mantra is “control is merely an illusion, God is in control.” And yes I have that tattooed on me too!