These pictures were taken on the evening of Emma’s due date, February 20th. I spent that day and the next week wandering around the apartment, doing little things that didn’t need doing – since everything was already prepared – and waiting.

I think baby due dates are just wonderful.
Because they are a concrete date, they give a sense of expectancy and anticipation to the waiting family and friends, but can also be (and usually are) a form of divine joke. God is the One Who opens the womb in the first place, and He is also the One Who determines when that little babe is ready to meet the world. More often than not, it’s not on the “due date”!