Today I am 40 weeks and 2 days pregnant. The middle child is sick today and home from school. We tried to walk to the park and play for a few minutes just to let the 2 year old burn some energy since he is the only one who has any. But we didn't make it long. We stopped at 7-11 on the way home and got some cold drinks to get us through and now they are watching Daniel Tiger's "when you're sick" episode, because I am too tired to try to break up the fighting at the moment.If nesting is a symptom of impending birth, baby girl missed her window. I have given up. I can clean and clean and prepare and an hour later it looks like I did nothing, my back is killing me, and I have lost the will to live.
But at the same time, I have had 2 great experiences with induction. No pitocin, just a morning of cervadil, broken water, and walking. and there is something nice about its predictability, especially when you have 3 other kids to arrange for and a husband who may have a difficult time getting out of work. But God knows best. It is in His hands.
But I hope I can show her a better way, a more humble way. A more loved way.