Emergency trip

Now it is not a 'real' emergency, in that no one is dying and no one is sick but someone will be making their entrance into the world! I flew out to Fresno on Wednesday night because it looks like my little sister could go into labor at ANY moment! And I mean ANY moment. She is so ready to have Liam come out. She is in pain, cannot sleep and miserable. Fortunately, I never made it to the dreaded last month. From what I have heard it is horrible. It is what makes you ready to never be pregnant for a LONG time! I gave birth and wanted to do it again right then right there. It sucks because she asks me questions and while I had answers for the other parts of her pregnancy, I have NONE for this stage. It looks like it is just going to be a waiting game. We are thinking that by the end of this weekend he will be here. Cross your fingers.

The flight out here was a horror story. Well, at least my first flight. Braylon screamed the whole first flight! I was going out of my mind. I could not do anything to help him out. He did not want to nurse. He did not want the magical elephant. I am not sure what it is that he did want. At one point I asked him if I could turn in my two week notice. Then I felt bad because I knew that he was just uncomfortable and wanted off the plane. Poor guy. The second flight he ate and slept the ENTIRE way. That made up for it. I still felt like I needed a few shoots of patron though once we got here.