My due date was Memorial Day. Stuart came bounding up the stairs very excited that morning, "Today is when the baby comes!" he cheered. Oh, dear boy.
Friday, May 29, 2015
Overdue
Waiting on the birth of a baby really is something. You think about it when you drift off to sleep that you might not get to sleep the night through. You think of it in the morning, looking out the window at a new day. The anticipation of both pain and joy. The pain causing some dread.
My due date was Memorial Day. Stuart came bounding up the stairs very excited that morning, "Today is when the baby comes!" he cheered. Oh, dear boy.
My due date was Memorial Day. Stuart came bounding up the stairs very excited that morning, "Today is when the baby comes!" he cheered. Oh, dear boy.
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You said just how it is! Tonight may be the night, girl! - Carla
ReplyDeleteOh you poor dear! I so remember going late, and all the phone calls, and the "Yes, still pregnant!" Hope it happens soon, and goes well! You looked good in church! I probably would have stayed home, and had a pity party for myself :)
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