As I sometimes do (as many do) I’d been reading too much online about what could go wrong during my pregnancy and labor. From hearing personal stories to reading worst-case scenarios (which is always what’s online) my head was spinning. My body was tense, and I needed release.

Most of the time, I can bring myself back to reality, calm my mind with techniques I’ve learned and remember it’s all just thoughts, not reality. But I guess because my due date is drawing closer, and the pressure to want to have a healthy baby and an as-smooth-as-can-be delivery, I needed a little help to reign in the what-ifs.

It’s funny how people can be placed at the right moments in our lives and tell us just what we need to hear. It’s always surprising for some reason and creates a release that’s otherworldly.

At a recent appointment, after telling my midwife about concerns I’d had on things I’d read, she jokingly said, “read a novel. Not the internet.” I laughed. And I continued to laugh about it as I recollected throughout the day what she’d said. Not only laughing at the subtle, smart humor of her statement, but also that I’d fallen into an internet hole without realizing it; an action I’d sworn off a couple years ago.

I see articles now and again about the rise of anxiety and depression. There are a lot of good, argued reasons regarding this. I haven’t done a ton of research, I’m just going off personal experience, but I can’t help but wonder, is too much information causing us more to be anxious? I know I become less tense, the less time I spend on Facebook or overreading an issue.

Though this is our second child, my husband and I went to the childbirth class here at the Baytown Methodist Hospital. It was just the right amount of information. While you can learn about worst-case scenarios, I find it’s better to acknowledge they can happen, but not read intensely about each.

Preparation for a baby is difficult. What if this happens, or this? That could happen. What if that happens? I can never know what the future will bring, only that I can handle whatever occurs. Though I haven’t written it down, I know my birth plan. I also know it can change.

Now it’s time to prepare the nursery. And my hospital bag. One step at a time.


Justa Lanie Garrett is a lifelong resident of Baytown.

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