Perhaps she misunderstood the objective of a due date and feels she can only make her arrival on said date.
Tomorrow I will be 40 weeks pregnant.
That's technically 10 entire months -- of being pregnant.
You win, girlfriend. You've outlasted your big brother and I can say with enumerable passion that I have never, ever been this pregnant ever before.
I'm hoping (and wishing, and praying) for a due date baby.
*Note the packed hospital bag that has sat in that very spot for well over a month now.
I'm beginning to think it's superfluous to the occassion.