I cried at my doctors appointment today.

I cried because I can't walk right now without risking myself falling. 

I cried because I can't sleep for longer than an hour or two because of pain. 

I cried because I'm scared of having a MS relapse after my baby is born and being unable to care for him properly. 

I cried because I've been dealing with this since this baby was 16 weeks gestation. 

Mainly, I cried because I was told it would be fine to induce me at 39 weeks which I thought we would finalize today only to be told she now doesn't want to risk an increase in c-section and will probably let me go to 41 weeks before inducing. 

Posts on here keep flooding my feed saying women get pregnant and then complain or inductions are wrong, blah blah blah. Maybe it's my hormones or the fact that I'm terrified of what might happen to my body in these next three weeks of waiting but you don't know anyone's story. You don't know anyone's pain. What might be a small hill to you might seem like a mountain to other people. pregnancy is the most wonderful thing to experience. I loved feeling my baby kick for the first time, hearing his heart beat, being told I was having a little boy, etc but to say I'm sad to see it end would be a blatant lie. To say I'm not praying at this point for painful contractions or a bust of water would be another lie. So, don't be so quick to judge another woman because of her inability to handle this miracle at times. Not all bodies were made the same, and medically speaking, not all bodies can handle pregnancy the same. 

So someone please pray that my little man decides to come out before his mommy goes anymore crazy.