The night I was induced I was scared, nervous, and honestly a little embarrassed. Doctors said you had stopped growing and wanted to take you early, so you can start growing. I was scared because of the unknown of being induced but also nervous of the thought of being induced early instead of being past due. (Found out later being induced early is actually pretty normal we just don't hear about it much from people and it sure isn't likely to be on TV). I was scared because you weren't growing and that's something a mom doesn't want to hear about her newborn in utero. It can freak you out a bit. I was embarrassed that my body wasn't helping you grow and that I was failing you no matter what I did.
The induction itself was scary but I had an amazing night nurse by my side the whole time. She stayed by my side almost the whole night. She held my hand during the induction and poured encouraging words over me. She talked with me through my freakouts of the unknown and helped calm me down during panic attacks. She would hold me when I would cry and tell me that everything was going to be just fine. She would make me laugh when I didn't think it was possible. You could tell she actually loved her job and cared for her patients. She was a blessing to have on the scariest night of my life so far and that's why I named you after her. Julie gave me the confidence and strength to bring you into the world and you two ended up sharing the same birthday!