My teacher always told me...

never start a sentence with "it" unless the subject is clear. Yesterday, my fortune cookie stated, "It is definite." Maybe the "it" the cookie was talking about was child birth. The "control" could possibly be referring to the fact that Violet's movements have been stronger and stronger and that I should just roll with the punches... ha ha, no pun intended.

But still-- me the hopeful optimist-- was hoping that labor would come. Last night came and went. No baby yet.