So, today is the day Robyn is due.
Unless you’ve been living under a rock, chances are you know she arrived super quickly, 6 days ago.
For the most part, I am really happy I never made it to my due date with either of my babies, as I never had to go through the disappointment and frustration of going overdue. A small part of me is a little upset I will never have the “due date” excitement so many mums to be get.
Does that make sense?!
When I was carrying Sam, i used to get butterflies when I thought of his due date. It excited me to imagine him arriving right on cue. There won’t be any more Bailey Babies – not until the next generation anyways. There is no way I can put my pelvis through the agony that is SPD again.
Today was also a friend’s birthday party, so we celebrated by going to visit them this afternoon. It was Robyn’s first outing. I was a wimp and didn’t stay long enough to have to breast feed while we were there, but it did me good to get out of the house for a while.
I hope if you are reading this on your due date, you aren’t waiting much longer.