
I HATE “due dates.” I have been meaning to publish this post for weeks now, but in my last few weeks of this pregnancy, my motivation has been my worst enemy. I am sitting here now with my second child’s “due date” being YESTERDAY. I am officially “overdue” at a time when it seems that everyone and their mother (really- their mothers too) are telling me their birth stories of how their second children were born EARLY and their labor was so FAST.
Just this morning, our good friend who was due 10 days after me went into labor with their FIRST child. We are anxiously awaiting the birth of their sweet boy or girl, but my more human, wordly side wonders WHY ON EARTH is my second baby OVERDUE when the word on the street is that second births are typically early?
I know- you are probably so over my whining. Honestly, I am too! I am grateful for this “overdue” baby after a miscarriage last summer, when I swore I would be pregnant for 1,000 months if I knew it would result in a healthy baby.
This post is my effort to get my impatient self together and make some lemonade from lemons- in more ways than one.