Ok, I’ve been talking with my Mom and my Daddio, and my sister is AT THE HOSPITAL. She’s 3 cm, having contractions, thought her water broke but it didn’t, and is waiting for the doctor to check her to decide if they are going to keep her. OH MY GOODNESS.
I’m banking that since SHE IS having a baby today.
I’m feeling happy but unhappy because my husband is using this as an oppertunity to fight with me and I’m not in a position to deal with that. I expected him to want to be there to support me during this happy yet sad time, but yet we’re forced to yet again fight over logistics and I’m just so over it. WHATEVER. At this point I’m just going to suck it up and go onward and upward. Oh and I’m blogging about it because I’m a bitch like that.
And honestly because I cannot cope with it, and I don’t know what else to do.
So I better think about packing and getting myself to Des Moines…we’ll be there until the 16th, so we’re gone for almost a month. And I have to get someone to watch the cats, and try to find my seriously gone cell phone, and yep I’m excited. 
