My first due date is Oct 29th. After my first loss, I thought FOR SURE my due date would really not bother me too much because I was sure I would be pregnant again.
Well, I was pregnant again, and again. That does not mean that I am pregnant on my due date.
I would be on matenity leave right now, the nursery woud be set up, Colin would be preparing for a sibling.
The family would be full of anticipation, filled with excitement.
I am sure that Colin would be wondering if the baby would be born of his birthday.
My shower would have happened months ago and I am sure by now I would have organized everything nice.
The spare room (AKA baby's room) would be cleared out and decorated for a baby. I refuse to clear out the room. An empty room is just too hard to look at every day.
My sister announced she was pregnant on the same day I did. She was about 4 weeks behind me. I am sure we would be looking foward to having cousins so close in age.
My belly would be big and round, and I am sure I would be very uncomfortable right now. Trust me, I would take all the uncomfortablness in the world if that meant I got to bring a child into our family.
What will I feel as my other dates come and go.
October 29, March 3, May 28