Nearly half of today has expired. Thus, in my best estimations, if Lil Man is to arrive on his officially stated due date, he has 12 hours and 30 minutes remaining. An arrival before the end of September 8th appears possible, not probable.
You must realize that we are a timely family. Rarely, if ever, will any of us be late for an appointment or scheduled event. Lil Man is upsetting our family's focus on timeliness. I suppose he is teaching a lesson in patience.
Yesterday I told our daughter, that parenting is at its most simplistic while Lil Man dwells in the womb. He is sheltered from outside dangers. He requires no effort on Mother's part to feed, diaper, or console him. He is simply snuggled in his protective environment, taking time for the occasional bout of hiccups or kick to his Mother's ribcage. He blinks. He sucks his thumb. Life is simple, warm, and sustained by God and the umbilical cord connecting him to his Mother.
When Lil Man arrives, that cord to his Mother's placenta will be severed. A new connection to his Mother will emerge -- the connection between a Mother's heart and her child. A relationship that nothing can ever dissolve. The bond will swell to a thunderous crescendo when she directs her gaze into his eyes for the first time. Her heart will be stolen. Her life will change. Lil Man will reign supreme in the lives of those who love him.
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