If Louis had arrived on his “expected date of delivery”, he’d have arrived today.
As it is, he’s two days shy of six weeks old.
While I was in the hospital, Daniel read an article that suggested that people who are chronically late are optimists. It makes sense. Optimists assume they can make it to their location more quickly than they can. Optimists fail to take into account traffic, children, and losing their keys. And, if they’re optimists in the same sense Daniel and I are, they assume they can get just one more task (and another and another) done before they leave.
Like I said, the article makes sense.
I am an optimist – and I was two weeks late to my own birthday.
But if being late is a sign of optimism, Daniel and I are raising a couple of pessimists.
Either way, we’re glad to have our early birds.
Happy Due Date, dear Louis.
Aw, what a cutie! Hope you’re recovering well and everyone is adjusting to the new member of the family and new routine.
I don’t know about late people being optimists – I tend to be late more often than I’d like but get very frustrated about it. Usually I have things pretty well planned out with extra time built into the schedule – but life just doesn’t go the way I planned most of the time.