I wanted to post a quick note from the coffeeshop on the BIG DAY. I'm working on putting all of our receipts together for our taxes, and then I'm going to walk next door to Eastern Market for bread and salad fixins for tonight's dinner.
Get the sense that nothing's happening that's supposed to be happening?
Very perceptive, you.
It's funny how giving something as big as having a baby a specific date wraps all your expectations up into one big package. A package that you're supposed to get to unwrap on a certain date, like Christmas. Only there aren't any guarantees with babies and kids.
This entire family moves to its own beat, and I'm not surprised that Baby Dos is taking its time. Slim did, too.
I'm going to concentrate on enjoying this 62-degree sunny day, walk some more, and wait patiently for whatever is going to happen to happen.
Speaking of Slim, a little run-in with the end of the slide at the playground yesterday gave him a giant goose egg and bruise right on his forehead. It's going to make for some cute hospital pictures with baby...
Like I said, no guarantees with kids.
3 comments:
Ack! Well, good luck.... :)
awww - I always thought it a bit pedantic when USS moves estimated dates by one or two days too! Babies can arrive any time from 37 to 42 weeks and still be 'term'...
Have you adjusted your telephone answerphone message to fend off all those "haven't you had that baby yet?" messages?
And then you can go forth and bonk! That'll work.
Good luck with the delivery and all the exciting changes ahead! I'll look forward to seeing baby pics on your blog when the time comes.
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