My turn to plead

Hello my dear Avery.  We are now past your due date by 4 days and you have me worried.  You are still moving around in there really well, your heartbeat sounded great at Thursday's appointment, you continue to give me "practice" contractions sporadically, yet haven't gotten serious about coming out.  I really wish I knew what the holdup is!  I've been pretty good to remain patient up to now, but the threat of being induced is looming nearer, making me uneasy.  Wouldn't you like to come out on your own instead of being forced?  I promise it will be nicer...we are supposed to birth you in a beautiful warm tub of water, nice and peaceful.  If you don't come out by Thursday, the entrance will not allowed there; they will use drugs to make my body bring you out straight into hospital air.  Surely you would prefer the water, right?  That is certainly what mommy wants for you.  Please, please, please, please, please my dear son, come on out now.  Yes, I am begging, very hard, as much as I can.  We are more than ready for you, full of love and warmth, ready to give you as wonderful of a life as we possibly can!  Again, pleeeeeeeease, pretty please, with...milk on top?