Angry, Frustrated, Flustered

Today I am 36 1/2 weeks.  I am ready to pull out my hair, as anyone who's ever been pregnant knows. I hate not having any control on when this baby will come.  I HATE waiting.  I AM NOT patient.  I want my body back, my life back.  I want to sleep normal, eat normal, walk normal.  I am going so crazy today.  I feel like my OB has all the power to relieve my suffering and she just drags me along helplessly.  With Eli I was induced at 38 weeks.  He was still almost 8 pounds regardless of the fact that he was two weeks early.  I want to scream knowing that this baby would be fine as well being born that early but that there is nothing I can do about it because my doctor won't induce me before 39 weeks.  AND there is no doubt in my mind that when that 39 weeks does come that she'll drag her feet and I'll end up having our baby closer to 40 weeks.  I do not want to do this anymore.  I don't want to go into September still pregnant.  I feel like a little kid that just wants to throw herself on the floor and kick and scream and pound my fists against the carpet until someone solves the problem and gives me what I want.  The worst part in all of this is that I have started to have horrible headaches that don't go away even with medicine.  So, a sleep deprived, uncomfortable, head ache riddled mother with two kids, really has every right to be angry, frustrated, and flustered.