It's a waiting game

That is what it has come down to. My due date on Monday the 5th of August. I have never gone this far in any pregnancy. This is kind of emotionally draining to me. Something puts me in tears everyday and I don't like it.  I have always been induced with all my babies since they come so big. This time, I want this guy to decide when he wants to come. I am wondering if this will be our largest Snyder baby yet. We will see. I really can't complain, I have felt incredible up to this point. The past two days have been uncomfortable but I just bite down and bare through it.
Last week I was dilated to almost a 4 and baby boy decided that he wanted to be head up instead of head down. So they sent me over to the hospital to see if they could manually turn him. Ever done that before? Let me tell you it is no fun. They had to hook me up to an IV and the worst part really this time was waiting for 3 hours for the doctor to come. Lance was a trooper and waited with me. Not much to do in a tiny triage room in the hospital except tell jokes and stare at each other. It's a good thing we like each other a lot.
My doctor was out of town last week and before he left he warned me not to go into labor because he wanted to deliver. He also kept his fingers crossed for me and for baby that he would stay head down but he told me that if he did decide to turn head up, breech, then he would could show off his mad skills at manually turning a baby. He said that it is easier to do it on woman who have had multiple babies, such as I. Unfortunately, this baby decided to do just that. So another one of the doctor's in their practice was there to monitor me and help us out.
So the process of manually turning a baby is interesting. He just cupped one hand over the babies head, under my rib cage and then other on his little behind and dug his wrists into my stomach and got him to turn sideways. Then they had to hold him there for a few seconds to watch his heart rate and see on the ultrasound if the cord would interfere with it. So we were all good and then baby flipped head down. He did it! It was pretty easy only having had to do it just the once. So they told me that I would have to stay for another hour so they could watch the baby to see if he tolerated it okay. So Lance decided to go and help take care of our kids who were in being entertained by Grandma. She was a real trooper to do that for us.
While they were monitoring me and my contractions, oh yes, I was having plenty of those as well, they were wondering if it was enough to put me into labor. My contractions were every 3 minutes apart and they were pretty large on the scale. They asked me if I could feel them because I was just sitting there calm and not complaining. I honestly couldn't feel anything but tightening and it wasn't painful. So they were concerned that this time around I would go into labor and not really know it.
That was a week ago. I go in tomorrow morning and we will see how things are going.
There is a huge part of me that wishes he would just come right now. The anticipation is killing me. But another part of me wants him to wait until after this weekend. Keaton gets baptized on Saturday. Can you believe that? My oldest is going to be baptized and we will have a home full of family and friends.  It would be a little hard to entertain people with a newborn. So there is a small part of me that hopes that he will wait until Sunday. I want Keaton to feel special on his special day. I wonder if this baby does decide to come early, can you watch a baptism via Skype? Wouldn't that be interesting?
Wish us luck! It is nothing but a waiting game from here on out.