I'm sorry I've been the most impatient woman in the world lately.
When I've acted angry or sad, or jokingly threatened you with spankings should you not pop out, it's all been because I am *very* excited to meet you.
In fact I will not spank you for every day late.
And I will not confiscate pudding for every day late.
Instead I promise to love you and adore you and positively melt the first time I see your face.
So, despite estimated dates and stupid doctors and stupid machines, I'd just like to say...
You take your time.
You come out when you're ready.
Because I can wait.
Because you are worth it.
And because I love you very, *very* much.
I look forward to meeting you, darling.
Whenever it may be.
Sparkles and kisses.