And so it begins

Turns out today is going to be the day. My sister is in labor. She decided to take the martyrdom route and went to the hospital without telling my Mom. She called her when she was at 8cm dilated and had the epidural to beg her to come. I know it sounds like panic but she is way more methodical than that. So my Mom had to go. Kate told all of us that she is chosing her on again off again boyfriend to be with her at the hospital and basically didn't want anyone but HIM there. Now she calls begging...

I just hate feeling so apprehensive. I want to feel excited. I am going to have a new niece today. She is going to be tiny and perfect just like the girls, Will, Jordan and Genna. She will be her own brand of perfect. And yet all I can do is feel completely petrified as to what this little girl is being born into. A mother who cares more about this piece of dirt guy (who has physically hurt her) and a father who has fathered more children than I can count. It makes my heart, my head and my stomach hurt all at the same time.

I now get the daunting task of telling the boys that they are going to have a little sister. They are so angry I am not sure what kind of reaction I am going to get. Man do I hope she can grow up really, really fast and be a mother to this little girl.