So today is my due date. And I'm currently sitting at work, doing a work-in clinic. Not exactly where I hoped I'd be today. But I realize that doing a little work is better for me than sitting at home, driving myself crazy wondering when this baby is going to come.
Apparently I have a very comfortable uterus. And baby just seems perfectly content staying inside.
You'd think that for all the time it took us to get pregnant, I'd have learned a little patience, that I'd be perfectly content waiting on God's perfect timing for the birth of this wee one.
I guess I still have a lot to learn.