Am currently 40+13 with my third. Elder two are nine and seven, had straightforward labours with both, both slightly over dates but nowhere near this over.
Went in to be induced yesterday. Was a bit gutted about this, as had ds at home, and it was very intervention free, so this felt very different. Still, was very excited to be meeting baby at long last.
We arrived at 8am and the place was packed. Waited for three hours. Finally was told that as I was essentially healthy and baby is in no immediate distress, they would do a sweep and send me home. I was gutted, but understood - it wasn't their fault after all.
The consultant who did the sweep said "if you don't go into labour overnight, I'll eat my hat." I hope he likes the taste of hats. Have had a show, but after that absolutely nothing whatsoever. Woke at 3am, mind racing. Have to be back in hospital at 8. now I am going to be knackered. That's if I'm not sent home. Again.
Would love some words of encouragement from you wonderful ladies. Feeling a bit despondent right now. Why doesn't this baby want to come? We all really want meet him/her!