Space, surrender, let go

38 weeks and one day.
I didnt sleep much last night.
It was very hard to get out of the bed. The physical effort, I mean.
Coffee, porridge made with oats, almonds, cranberries, dates and soya milk.
A few things to do.
Hospital, shopping.
Lunch at home and my now there isn't much energy left.
A restless rest. Uncomfortable.
Uncomfortable knowing there's things to do.
Slow walk with my xucla. What normally takes half an hour to walk now takes at least one hour.
Practicing space, practicing letting go, practicing surrender. In my body, in my soul, in my heart, in my life.
Waiting, preparing.
Less of everything.
More space.
More surrender.
Beautiful.