January 23rd 2006 - 5 days till due date and still smiling! (Do you love these PJ's my aunt sent me? Because every pregnant woman needs one-piece pajamas with matching slippers!)

January 28th is a date that will be forever etched in my memory.  Four years ago today (you know, at least roughly) I was supposed to have a baby.  It was Romilly’s due date.  And each year I marvel at what a long time it is from this date until the actual date of her arrival.

Due date.  What a funny old term.  It had worked out okay with Pippa.  They told me she’d come on September the 5th (or so) and lo and behold, on September 5th I was in labor, though she wasn’t born until the next day.  There wasn’t time for me to get philosophical about the whole thing.

On January 28th, 2006, I went into due date mode.  I had nothing planned but to sit at home and will contractions to begin.  Little did I know I would still go to church two more times *without* a new baby, and field days and days of  “Are you in labor yet?” type phone calls.  Little did I know the visit from my in-laws to meet our two-week-old baby would actually commence two days after she was born.  No, I was going to go into labor any second.  Any… second…

I want you all to pay attention to this moment in time.  Take note of what you are doing right now.  Of the circumstances of your life.  I want you all to remember this post and this day in your life when I come back in a while and tell you that it is, in fact, Romilly’s birthday, a long, long time from right now.  I will tell you this, I haven’t even decided what day we’re having her party yet.  It’s not even on my imminent to-do list.