due

It's weird to be due.
I never expected to not have gone into labor by now...and to officially be later than Reece was. With Reece, we headed to the hospital at 3:15am the day he was due...and he was born at 6:01pm.

It's hard to say for sure how big your baby will be, but the average newborn weighs about 7 1/2 pounds (a small pumpkin) and is about 20 inches long. His skull bones are not yet fused, which allows them to overlap a bit if it's a snug fit through the birth canal during labor. This so-called "molding" is the reason your baby's noggin may look a little conehead-ish after birth. Rest assured — it's normal and temporary.

So, I'm waiting, and I'm pretty patient...I think.
There is however a part of me that wonders if I've done something wrong or been too stressed or haven't created a completely safe environment for this little guy to come out somehow. Those that know me well, also know this line of thinking with me.

But, here's what I do know.
- He WILL come, eventually and one way or another. And for that, I'm so excited.
- God put him here, so He knows what He's doing. <3
- Today was a great day, which included a walk to the creek with Reece and Mom to feed the ducks, fish, and turtles, a pedicure with an absolutely fantastic leg and foot message (and some quiet bonding time w/ me and baby boy), a great burger and fries, and a walkapaloosa and chat with Kirsten at the Galleria.
- Every day that passes makes me even more desirous to meet this little baby, and more prepared to endure the labor forthcoming.
- We're praying for it to be time, and for patience.

So, I'd say due day was a pretty good one.
Plus, it makes sense to my weird brain that I'd be 40 years old and 40 weeks pregnant. I've embraced the first 40 so well, I just need to do the same here. ; )

Thank you, Lord, for another day.