I was up with contractions for a lot of the night. It is so exhausting and emotionally draining, because even though I know they aren’t “real” contractions, maybe the next one could be–so I stay awake waiting for the next one… I have discovered that eating cuts my false labor shorter, so last night I was only up until 3:30 instead of 5 or 6.

I should be really thankful. This has been my best pregancy ever. I have felt so good. Not quite so tired, my legs don’t feel like they’re falling out of their sockets, I don’t really feel huge and immobile, and I can still roll over in bed all by myself.

Still, it is just the waiting. Do I want to be induced? After Brenna’s induction I vowed I would never do that again. Am I just selfish to want to get it over with, to just have this baby ASAP? Would I regret being induced, especailly since I started out this pregancy with such strong feelings about doing it naturally and trusting the miracle of my body and growing closer to my husband and to God through the process? I have so may things going through my mind constantly. I have waited this long, what’s a few days or even a week longer? What does Heavenly Father want me to do?

On another note, Jonah seems to be totally potty trained!!! I had hoped, but didn’t think it was possible, that I would only have one baby diapers. If this baby had been born even a week ago it would have thrown a real kink in the potty training dilligence on my part–so that’s a blessing. Jonah is even staying dry all night–which means he wakes up earlier because he has to go potty, but we haven’t had to clean up big squishy toddler poop for a whole week!! THAT is cause for celebration!!!

I have a doctor appointment in the morning. We will see what happens…