Quite possibly by this time tomorrow, Baby Champuru will have arrived on the scene.

Bright and early tomorrow morning, I’ll be going in for inducement — just in time to fight the peak of rush hour traffic. We’re leaving an hour and a half early just in case, because you never know when there might be an unforeseen accident or stall to snarl traffic even more. If we’re early, we’ll just cruise at the coffee stand to relax before the real excitement begins.

Derek was kind enough to loan us his Hele wireless broadband card, so Hubby will be bringing his laptop to the hospital and we’ll try to make some updates from there. Just a heads up: Dreamhost was having some “issues” and champuru.net was down for a while today, so if you can’t get to this site tomorrow, check Twitter (microblog) and Flickr (photos) for updates.

I have heard that inducement can take a long time, even days. A twitter friend told me that for her second child, it took two days — her third child took three. Three days, people. Oh, my goodness.

As Hubby was busily rushing around the house cleaning, I called out to him: “Oh my gosh, someone on twitter said it took three days to deliver after she was induced!”

“Well, that’s better than them pumping you up with more drugs and making the contractions more intense, right?” he replied. Always positive, always looking for the silver lining. That’s just one of the many reasons why I love that man.

I would opt for slow and steady over fast and furious any day. After all, we’ve waited 41-1/2 weeks, what’s another couple of days? Right? Well, whatever the case, I’m just praying that the outcome will be a healthy baby — with no complications for Baby Champuru or myself. Even if it takes three days.

This will likely be the last blog update from home since we’re leaving the house early tomorrow morning. So, please wish me luck, pray for us, and check back for updates!