Today is the official due date, but I believe the bun needs a little while longer in the oven before it's done. :)
It's kind of amusing - pretty much everyone I talk to when I mention the due date in the past few days has made a comment along the lines of "you must be so anxious for him to come" or something of the sort. My answer - "Not really". I mean, I'm curious to meet the little person who has been inside of me for the past 9 months, but I'm also enjoying being pregnant. I feel fine. I've talked to many pregnant women who are not even this far along and can't wait for the baby to be born just because of the physical strain of being pregnant, but the third trimester has agreed with me fairly well. So I'm fine with the little one taking his time if he wants to.
I was *just* talking to my Mum about this! She was wondering if you were freaking out--you know how some expectant mothers are-- but I told her no, that you're patient. I honestly can't imagine *you*, of all people, panicking about something as trivial as a due date... you're far too intuitive on matters like this.
ReplyDelete...although, to extend your "bun in the oven" metaphor, I think you look more like a souffle.
I don't mind pregnancy - it's been relatively easy but also incredibly boring. I am just impatient/curious to meet the little one. It amazes me how quick nine/ten months goes when someone else is pregnant and how slow it goes when it is you.
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