
Rest Without Guilt
Embracing the Slow Magic of Your Third Trimester
There's a moment in late pregnancy when your body starts whispering instead of charging ahead. Maybe you find yourself sinking into the couch longer than usual, avoiding your usual walk, or feeling like your edges are softening in ways that feel unfamiliar. The world tells us we should be "doing"—packing hospital bags, cooking freezer meals, polishing up that work project—but your bones, your breath, and your baby all seem to be asking something else: Can we slow down now?
And yet—so many mamas-to-be carry this deep, unspoken guilt when they do. It bubbles up in quiet ways. In the "I should be doing more" that loops in your mind when you cancel plans. In the pressure to keep the house clean, even when your pelvis aches. In the silent comparing to other pregnant women who seem to be "thriving." It's not just fatigue you're wrestling with—it's the weight of expectation. We've been conditioned to believe that productivity equals worth. That showing up and pushing through—even to the finish line—is a badge of honor. But the third trimester? It calls for something older, quieter, and far more powerful: surrender.
Why We Struggle to Let Ourselves Slow Down
Many of us were raised with silent rules: rest is earned, help is shameful, and good moms "do it all." These rules often trace back to generations before us—women who powered through pregnancies while working full-time, caring for siblings, and managing households, not because they didn't want rest, but because rest wasn't an option. Culturally, this hustle is often celebrated as strength, especially in communities of color where resilience is praised and softness can be mistaken for weakness.
Now here you are, nearing the finish line of one of the most transformative journeys of your life, and that inherited story still plays in the background: Don't slow down. Keep going. It's no wonder that so many moms-to-be wrestle with slowing down. Even in online spaces like Reddit, you'll find pregnant women asking if it's "normal" to feel so tired—or guilty—for wanting to nap all afternoon. The thread of self-questioning is thick. And yet, that very desire to slow down? It's not weakness. It's wisdom. Your body is building a baby and preparing for labor—what could be more productive than that?
Rest Is Not Laziness—It's Legacy
In many cultures, the weeks before birth are considered sacred. In Latinx households, la cuarentena—the 40-day healing period after birth—is well known, but what often gets overlooked is the emotional preparation that begins before baby arrives. In Vietnamese, Chinese, and African traditions, rest before birth was not only expected, it was protected. Elders would encourage soon-to-be mothers to eat warming foods, stay indoors, avoid overstimulation, and even stop doing certain chores to protect their energy.
But in Western society, we've traded that reverence for rest for checklists and baby registries. Pregnant women are applauded for working until the day they deliver. We compare "bounce back" stories and glorify moms who didn't "miss a beat." The problem is: our bodies still remember the old ways. Your baby isn't just asking you to grow them physically—your baby is asking you to begin slowing down now, so you're emotionally and energetically ready for the birth and bonding to come.

7 Ways to Embrace the Slow Without Guilt
This is your permission slip to rest without apology. Here's how to gently step into that space, one soul-full practice at a time.
- Mark the Transition with a Slowing Ceremony
Choose a night, light a candle, and declare: I'm entering the final stretch, and I give myself permission to rest. You can write a letter to your baby, make a cup of tea with your feet up, or simply sit in silence and breathe deeply. The ritual doesn't need to be big—it just needs to be intentional. - Call in the Village, Even If You Think You "Shouldn't"
This is not the time for martyrdom. If your sister, best friend, or neighbor offers to help—say yes. If no one has offered, ask. In our communities, support is a gift, not a burden. Let people show up for you the way you would for them. - Ditch the To-Do List, Start a To-Feel List
Instead of asking, What do I need to accomplish today?, ask: How do I want to feel? What's one thing I can do to nourish myself? What can I release? - Embrace the Nap as a Sacred Practice
You are not just resting—you are rehearsing the art of responding to your body's needs. This is practice for postpartum, when tuning in will be your superpower. - Let Household Expectations Shift Temporarily
It's okay if the laundry piles up. If you're nesting, go gently. If you're not nesting at all—also okay. You are preparing in other ways. Give yourself permission to live in "good enough" mode. - Connect With Baby in Stillness
Lie down, close your eyes, and place a hand on your belly. Whisper: We're almost there. I'm proud of us. These moments are quiet but deeply bonding. - Reframe Rest as Part of the Birth Plan
Think of rest as your way of preparing the womb, the mind, and the spirit. It's not optional—it's foundational.

You're Not Losing Yourself—You're Becoming More You
The third trimester is a time of shedding and stretching. It may feel like your identity is unraveling, but that's only because something new is blooming beneath the surface. You're not disappearing—you're deepening. Like your mother did. Like her mother did. Like all the women who stood in this liminal space, waiting to become something even more whole.
Let go of the myth that slowing down makes you less. The truth is, slowing down lets you feel more. It anchors you in presence. It teaches you how to say no. It whispers, You are allowed to receive. And you are.
A Blessing From the Village: You Are Held
So to the mama counting down the weeks, wondering if she's "doing enough":
You are.
To the mama who feels a little lost in the pause:
You are not alone.
To the mama who wants to rest but wrestles with guilt:
You are worthy of rest just as you are.
In my family, we say: El descanso también es trabajo.
Rest is also the work.
Let that be your mantra for these final weeks.
We're walking with you, corazón.
The village sees you—and we've got you.