Happy Due Date, Baby Girl!

Waiting.

I've never been particularly good at waiting or being patient. I'm more along the lines of instant gratification most of the time. But you know what? I can be good at waiting when I know exactly how long I'm waiting for. Waiting for baby is much harder because there really isn't an official end date in sight.

Could I go into labor any minute now? Sure, technically I could. Has baby girl made any moves towards making her grand debut? Absolutely not.

... but, our house is spotless.

Our hospital bags are all packed.

The car seat is installed in my car and the extra base is installed in Patrick's car.

Our parents are all in town, done traveling for the time being.

All of the laundry is done {thanks to a fancy new washer and dryer that Patrick came home with last week!}

I had plenty of time to do some serious Black Friday shopping on Friday and throughout the weekend.

We made a dent in our Christmas shopping.

Our house is decorated and ready for the holiday season.

So, baby girl, we're just waiting on you. I never actually pictured you arriving on your due date because I always thought you were going to surprise us all and come early. Still being pregnant today wasn't anything I ever considered. Here I thought that we'd already be at home, snuggled up on the couch watching some Christmas movies, learning how to change diapers, and figuring out how to survive on a few hours of sleep.

Happy due date, baby girl! We can't wait to meet you and you're more than welcome to introduce yourself any time you want. But seriously. Any time you want.