Yes. I'm doing it. I swore I'd NEVER be induced unless it was a medical emergency. Well...
I gained 4 pounds in 3 days. No, not because of the hearty holiday weekend food. Just swollen feet. And legs. And now even my hands. Literally, I can barely put on shoes anymore.
The past two nights, I've woken up at least 6-7 times with terrible back pain.
My doctor is on call this weekend. All weekend. And he goes on vacation on the 21st.
I'm already starting to dilate.
To me, this all sounds like the perfect recipe for an induction. And so I will be there on Saturday.
I am, however, cautious knowing that my children have a tendency to do things without my permission. And so I believe that she could be here any minute just to ruin my "plans" and show me that she, like the other 2, is in control here.
Changing the subject...
Kennedy starts kindergarten next week. Yep. New Baby + Kindergartener = Emotional Mess of a Mother. Actually, I'm excited to see Kennedy start school. She loves learning and being responsible. I feel blessed to have the child that teachers say is "teacher's dream."
On the other hand...
Max got his first "report card" at the end of the swimming lesson session today. It said, "Max really needs to work on following directions. Other than that, he is very brave and will try anything." Wait a minute. Doesn't that really mean "Your kid doesn't listen very well. Instead he kinda does his own thing despite what I ask him to do. I'm glad you're not signing up for more lessons. Good luck with your little HellRaiser." Okay. He's 3! And we will work on follow directions. However, I am proud that I have a son who takes the road less traveled. And for the record, that less traveled road has already been well worn by Max's father :)
Happy Tuesday.
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