I was induced because I was close to reaching 42 weeks, and I was becoming very worried about the possibility of a stillbirth or cord/meconium problems. My first pregnancy ended in a loss, so I was extra paranoid the entire time. My doctor didn't recommend waiting, as my son did well at the NST but had semi-low fluid at the ultrasound. We both thought that because my mom had to be induced with six of her pregnancies, but went into labor quickly, there was a chance I would do the same.
It's a horrible irony that I went in to be induced to prevent losing our child, only to come so close to losing him anyway. However, my body still wasn't giving any signs of going into labor on its own Sunday evening, and my doctor later told me it seemed like the placenta was not in the greatest shape.
I'm still sort of in shock that we went through so much. Going in, I had hoped that it wouldn't end in a c-section, and going out, I was so thankful that I was finally given one before one or both us died.
I don't even know what to think. It seems like waiting might have resulted tragically due to slightly-low fluid and the placenta becoming aged, but not waiting didn't go so well either. I just hope the next time I have a baby it goes much easier.