Inducing

Being almost 39 weeks pregnant is the strangest sensation. I feel like I have a bowling ball in my lap. I am so thankful that I am not working right now. I am certain that not working has helped me in this last stage of pregnancy. I salute all women who work up until they deliver.

Mitch and I have decided not to have me induced next week. My doctor gave us the choice, although he did say he doesn't normally advise inducing before the due date. We didn't bring the topic up. I guess he gets that request a lot, so he just gives the choice to everyone. Or maybe he assumed we wanted to try to get her here before the new year. The more I think about it, the more I am happy with our decision not to be induced next week. My due date isn't until Saturday, the 29th. This is going to sound silly, but inducing before then sounds like cheating. Now if there was a medical reason why I needed to deliver, that would be a completely different story. But just to do it out of convenience just doesn't seem right. Plus, I kind of like bringing back the element of surprise. When am I going to go into labor? It is fun to not know - at least for now. I might be singing a different tune next week when the bowling ball weighs more.