My foster granddaughter's mom is now a few days overdue for her baby. I really sympathize. My first baby was a month late, the second fourteen days and the third seventeen days. The fourth was a week early. Was I ever surprised! I'm sure she is so ready to be over with it and see that little baby and hold it in her arms. And it is probably confusing for her daughter. There has been a lot of build up. Sooner or later this baby is coming out, and at it's own pace. And if he/she is a bit reluctant, who can blame him/her? Going into this world of ours is not easy, even with adoring parents and sister waiting. An onslaught of light and sound and discomfort awaits, as well as the joy of being alive in this world. So I feel for the baby and the family. A big event is coming, excitingly and relentlessly. A change making event.
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