It's a Rough Day...

So I was supposed to have a doctor's appointment at 9 am this morning. AND we were supposed to set a date to induce so we could get this baby here this week. Unfortunately I got a phone call this morning and my doctor has the flu and is most likely out all this week. So where does that leave me?

The truth... I DON'T KNOW.

They tried to reschedule my appointment for Friday or next week some time, but once I explained the situation, I was told that the best they could do was get me in to see one of the midwives who works with his office, and see what she said.
So this afternoon I go in to meet a woman I have never met and hope that she sees fit to help induce me this week.

If not...

well...

I typically don't start labor on my own and I would most likely have to wait until after Labor Day for my doctor to help me.

As you can imagine, my emotions are all over the place. We had such a bad experience when Aaron was born. He was 12 days late and was sick almost immediately following the birth. Even though Aaron was a big baby, (9lbs 4 oz) he was dehydrated at birth (probably from being inside too long) and ran a fever. We brought him home just to rush him back to the hospital for three more days while they ran tests and put him on IV fluids and antibiotics to help him feel better. There is nothing so heart-wrenching as seeing your little baby hooked up to all the monitors and IV lines. I hope to never repeat that experience.

Caleb was 8 days late and Kellie was 7, weighing 9lbs 4 oz and 8 lbs 14 oz. Both had to be induced since I was showing no signs of starting labor on my own.

Which brings me to today. I am now officially overdue with no sign of relief in sight. I just sit here- knowing this baby will come out eventually... and hoping it's sooner rather than later.

I am trying to stay optimistic... and am not too sure I'm succeeding. Hopefully I have better news to report after my appointment this afternoon... (sigh)