Induction Attempt

I am getting seriously impatient to have this baby, so this morning after I dropped Ben off at preschool I decided to talk a walk around the botanical garden and see if exercise would jump-start labor. I've never seen the gardens so quiet--deserted except for one man walking and some workers speeding around in golf carts. Evidently, most people consider twenty degrees too cold to be strolling around outside.


As I waddled around taking pictures, I could feel my impatience subside. Instead, I tried to relish my last days of being able to go where I want when I want. The smell of something frying wafting from the restaurant inside made me think for some reason of when I lived in England and would travel by myself and explore new cities. For the moment, my chances of international travel are nonexistent, but I've promised myself that once the kids get older I'll figure out a way to explore again.


Although my walk in the cold didn't end up inducing labor, I felt exhilarated. I warmed up at the old-timey World's Fair Donuts, where I ordered one of whatever was the freshest, which turned out to be a maple-peanut donut.