The kid's still in, which leads me to believe one of three things:
- He's gunning for the Baldman's record (10 days late)
- He thinks he's the son of God
- He really, really doesn't want to be a Sagittarius
It looks like we're going to have to give this fella a little nudge. Tomorrow morning at 6 am we're having ourselves induced, which is exactly not the way I wanted it to go. I'm still only 50% effaced (nothin'), 1 cm. dilated (nothin') and he's as high up as he can be (unbelievable amounts of nothin') and at 41+ weeks, that ain't good. Just to be safe we went ahead and got a second opinion from the doctor I love (the woman who'll be delivering) and as soon as she saw my stats she agreed that inducement was the way to go. Even though I feel like I'm making the best choice given the circumstances, I'm really scared. It's weird to schedule pain. That said, the doctors said that as soon as my contractions become regular I can have an epidural (WHICH I WILL) and since I am dilated I won't have to have Cervadil (which "ripens" the cervix - seriously, they have got to come up with better lingo - and supposedly hurts like hell). The biggest hurdle for me? The IV. I'm TERRIFIED of the IV. I had heart surgery when I was five and have vivid memories of that thing sticking out of my hand...
But by tomorrow night, God willing, I'll have my kid.
Wish me luck. Send good vibes. And if you have any advice, I'll take it.