My first daughter was born about a week late. It’s something that I barely remember now, nearly 8 years later. Now that we’ve seen her grow up and become this wonderful little human being who is smart and curious and great at school and…I could go on and on.
In the lead up to and passing right by of her due date, though, that was a experience, in the moment, that was difficult to manage. If you’ve ever had a partner be 9 months pregnant, I’m sure you understand what I mean. The sleepless nights.