Stuck?

The last week for me has been. . . .sitting around at home on Monday watching CNN and various channels to learn about the royal baby.  Tuesday, much the same as they went home.  I can't believe how riveting a pair of hospital doors can be--but I was sucked in.  Wednesday I went to the doctor and was told nothing was happening and I wouldn't be having a baby that day.  Pissed was the word of the day for that.  I was told I would be induced on Monday morning.  So Wed, Thurs. and Friday I spent parts of the day at work so as not to go crazy or to just continuing sitting at home hoping this kid would just fall out.  I think she is stuck :) 

Its Sunday afternoon right now and I feel like. . .crap is the best word.  I won't whine, but I am really hoping for only one more really sleepless night being pregnant--I can deal with getting up every 2 hours with an infant--there is something productive about that. . .for lack of a better word.

So Miss Pagel Baby #3--if you wanted to follow in the steps of your big brothers, you could come in the middle of the night and save Mommy the hassle/horror of being induced.  Its what he did; and it worked out well for all!