Well, my due date has come and gone. Forty long weeks and still no baby! I realize full-well he is easier in the womb than out, but I am so ready to meet him. So ready to sleep on my stomach again, so ready to eat something with flavor without getting heartburn, so ready to reclaim (what will be left) of my body. If I'm honest, I have not been quite ready until now. Even after false labor last Monday, I'm not sure I was mentally ready yet. We are scheduled to be induced Tuesday a.m. at 7:45. Once again, baby is already teaching me to "never say never." I was so blessed to have gone into labor with Coco I never imagined having to be induced the second time around. I have been vocal about not wanting an induction and believing that God will bring him when he's ready. This brings me to my impasse: to induce or not to induce? For Donald there is no question - bring on the baby! For me, it's not so clear. Am I a self-proclaimed hypocrite if I choose to induce? Am I telling God his timing isn't perfect? Am I over-thinking the whole thing? My dear sister tells me I'm crazy. :)
I don't have high blood pressure; I'm not swelling; baby is perfectly fine. So, why the rush? Could I have miscalculated a couple of days? Is the old wives tale true that if you take them before they're ready they come out screaming and never stop? For a mom who has already had one screaming infant, this prospect terrifies me!
I end this post with one request. I would like to ask all of my blogging friends to please pray with me that God would take this decision out of my hands. Pray that Sebastian would come on his own...TOMORROW!