Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Today I visited our son and his wife.  They are overdue with their first baby, and being pressured by their doctor to be induced.  My daughter-in-law feels they had the due date wrong and that her real due date was yesterday.  They have been warned about the danger of waiting until 41 weeks, and at 42 weeks there is danger of stillbirth.  They are assaulted by words and percentages and it must be so difficult for them.  Tomorrow her mother flies out, so hopefully she'll been comforted by her, as she is a physical therapist and in the medical world.  I could only listen to what they were feeling and ask a few questions.  My first three children were quite late, and nobody worried about it in those days.  The last was a week early.  They were all fine, the labors were short and sweet and I needed no drugs.  But birthing nowadays is a different culture, and I can't say I understand it.  I am feeling fearful because the doctor is so insistent, and, of course, at my age I've heard horror stories and every kind of story possible.  I'm confused.  Birth gets really scary if you think about it too much, which I am now doing.  I'm going to pray for them, as I have been.  I will calm myself, because getting stressed is not helpful to them.  This is their show, and it will unfold however it will.