|Yes that is an L for the baby's name. No I won't tell you what it is. And no, it's not an absolute. The name might not suit him when he shows up & we reserve the right to change it as needed. Go ahead & guess. I won't deny or confirm a thing!|
Ok, ok, I know that only about 2-5% of women actually give birth on their due dates, but a girl could hope, couldn't she?
Yeah, apparently not so much. The funny thing is, I sort of always assumed that I'd have a baby early because my Mom and my Aunt delivered their kids a month early. The irony in that is that I've never been a thing like my Mom when it comes to my fertility so I'm not quite sure why I assumed this. But I did. I never really thought I'd be one of those women waiting impatiently at the end, you know?
That said, there are good things about having the extra time. I've completed more baby projects, from caps to peg board storage above the change table:
Paul claims that with all these hats, our son is going to be the douchiest kid on the block, you know, all wannabe hipster. Ha, with his duck face iPhone shots, our son will be in good company.
Anyways, one last thought on due dates and the waiting game: I know you're all keen to meet the little one but trust me when I say, you'll know when he arrives. I'm a huge over-sharer, there's no way I'm going to keep this shit on the down low. The longest I'll be able to handle waiting before sharing the news is the courtesy time delays necessary to tell Grandma on the west coast and my brother and sister in law in England. Once they've received the news at an appropriate time (you know... say 7am ish), the rest of you will know. I promise. We all know that I won't be able to keep my mouth shut any longer than absolutely necessary...
Because due dates are jerks and I'm all about the instant gratification, the next (possibly) 2 weeks are going to be a real bitch!