Inevitably, the conversation turned to babies, and (while drinking her caffeinated soda) the not-so-dear friend almost seemed to be bragging about how she found a new OB who will induce when it's convenient for her (she feels that she'll be "tired of being pregnant" by the time she gets to 39 weeks, and that sounds like a good time for her). The very-dear friend is a doctor, and tried to argue that it's ideal for a mother to carry to the full 40 weeks, and how most doctors won't induce until 41 weeks (unless, of course, there is a medical concern that dictates otherwise). I didn't wait around to hear the rest of the discussion...I played the hostess card and picked up the plates and headed to the kitchen.
Again, to her credit, the not-so-dear friend has no idea what we're going through (after her initial 39-day proclamation, she just hasn't felt like a "safe" person in which I could confide). But it is so hard to watch someone be so flippant about her fertility! I recognize that I have no idea what it feels like to be 39 weeks pregnant--maybe I would be begging the doctors to induce at that point as well. But after struggling to get pregnant...and now struggling to stay pregnant--I feel like I would be willing to go to any extreme necessary to do whatever it is that would maximize my chances of a healthy pregnancy. I know that she's a loving mom, and will be to the second child as well, but it's still so hard to watch. Part of me wishes that I could have the luxury to be so care-free about fertility...and the other part of me wants her to know what it's like to practice caution.
Anyway, flippant fertile aside, my blessing for today is the opportunity to celebrate my dad's birthday. I really truly believe that I am blessed with the most amazing dad ever. My dad is a pastor, and he is the most caring, honest, and hard-working man that I've ever known. He was such a great role model--not only for me, but for so many others in our little community. I truly am proud to be his daughter, and I found it fitting to read this verse last night, as it made me think of him:
"Children's children are a crown to the aged,
and parents are the pride of their children."