42 weeks and a day

Not that I'm counting or anything... ;)

I worried and worried this whole pregnancy that Lily would be born early. 

I worried about who would be here and now we've had family and friends come and go.

I've woken up every day for the past two weeks hopeful that it would be the day we would get to meet her and go to bed depressed that it wasn't that day.

We scheduled an induction two weeks ago because we thought we were ready, but truthfully neither one of us was ready yet. 

We needed more time. She needed more time. 

She reminds us all day of her strength...so much even our midwife comments on her strong jabs and kicks.

Her favorite time of day is early morning snuggles with Ted. She loves kicking him in the morning and Ted loves drumming his fingers on my belly. ;-)

She loves her dad and isn't shy when he rubs my belly.

I will miss every one of these moments and have cherished every second with my precious girl.

But I know it's time...time for us to meet her. It's time for us to see how God's full plan for her life will unfold.