Every night this week I have made a little wish that my son would be born, and be home, before Father’s Day. It’d be a sweet story to tell if he even arrived on the day. But no, he hasn’t come yet and I spent my first Father’s Day giving in utero hugs to my boy.

Next year will be all the sweeter, he’ll be almost 1 and hopefully be able to hug me himself. I cannot wait.

Yesterday was the 30th of August, 12 days before our baby is due but my first guess at when he’ll come along.