At my whits end

Well, tomorrow is Jackson's birthday. He will be 5 years old and starting school next month. My baby is not a baby anymore. He wants a big party with lots of friends, but I don't think that is going to work out this year. First of all, I'd hate to be in the hospital when that all happens. Plus, he doesn't really have that many friends yet since he hasn't started school yet. His friend had a party on Wednesday, and I think he had a really great time with all her friends.
We are waiting on the baby still, but not much longer. I am calling the doctor today and will try to schedule this baby for the weekend if I can. I hope they will only have to break my water to get things kickstarted. I would like to go with no epidural or pitocen. I am very disappointed that I haven't gone into labor yet on my own. I really would like to know how much time I would have to get to the hospital and how things would all come together on my own terms, but I'm afraid I just don't have the patience for it. I'll fill you all in on what we decide and how it goes. Until this baby comes . . . love to all.