I wrote it on my calendar and everything!

Okay folks, the big day has arrived. It's my due date. Except that apparently that means nothing to our sweet baby girl, because she has yet to arrive. I am anxious, disappointed, annoyed, happy, sad...pretty much insert emotion here, and I feel it. I went into labor on my own with Finley two days before her due date, so I was prepared for Rowynn to at least be here by today....but it doesn't look like that's gonna happen!


Here is a shot of my large & in-charge baby mountain..that's right, it's no longer a bump...

And so I sit here wondering, when will our baby girl arrive?

If she hasn't arrived by Monday, then I will be induced. So I know she will at least be here by then. I just don't wanna have to be induced. And too, if I do have to wait until Monday, then I won't even get to come home until at least Wednesday. And my parents only have a week off. I would love to be able to spend next week at home, with my parents, instead of at the hospital for most of the week.

But alas, nothing I can do will make her come on my schedule. She's already reminding me that God is in control and He already has her perfect birthday picked out. I just wish it was NOW! However, as I've said a thousand times before, His timing is not the same as our timing. And His timing is perfect, so who am I to argue?

But I mean, I did write it on the calendar and everything, so why isn't she here?





I have enjoyed the extra time with our little family of three. I've treasured the time with my sweet girl, and it just being she and I during the day. We've had lunch dates with dada, shopped until we dropped, shared some strawberry ice cream out, played outside, cuddled, read together, danced around the house, eaten oreos together, played with momma's make-up, cooked together, splashed around in the water hose, and twirled until we were dizzy.

And the house is clean, the freezer is stocked, cars are cleaned, inspected and registrations up to date. My toes are a pretty shade of red, the car seat is installed, bags are packed, groceries bought, bills paid, and my parents should be here later tonight.  So everything is ready for little Rowynn's arrival...everything except her!

Dear Rowynn,

I am typing this on your due date, September 24. I, along with so many family and friends, are anxiously awaiting your arrival. You are already one loved little girl. I pray that you are healthy, feel loved and secure, and know just how much you are adored by us, and by God. You are wonderfully and fearfully made and I can't wait to snuggle your sweet face. I love you something fierce baby girl!

Love,

Momma