Originally Posted by NotGoodInGrammar
I said to myself, "OK, this is it. I have been looking forward to this day for a while now." I didn't want to go to the hospital looking like a mess, so the first thing I did was clean myself up and do my hair. Of course I should’ve woken my husband up so he could get ready, but I was too busy trying to look good. Finally I woke him up and told him. "it’s time!" He was so excited, happy and looking all crazy in the face trying to hurry up and get himself together. I went into my oldest daughter 's room and began to get her dressed. I really didn’t want to wake her up, so I tried sliding her clothes on gently without waking her. But when we left the house, the early morning chill hit her face and she woke up anyways. But that was no big deal. I dropped her off at my sister's house, and we headed straight for the hospital.