Seriously, I don't thnk I've ever posted this much in one day. So, my SIL just texted me. They are on the way to the hospital, her water broke. Oh shit. P wants to go down tomorrow. I do too...I need to see that he is safe and healthy, but I am scared. Scared of the baby, scared of the hospital, scared of my own emotions. Oh shit. I still haven't decided if I want to hold him or not. Maybe I'll wait until I see him to decide. In the mean time, I need to get a hold of myself. My heart is racing, I've cried twice since I found out and its only been an hour. I know I should go...I HAVE to go. I have to make sure he is okay. Amanda was there for me when I delivered Addie, I want to be there for her. Plus, I could never forgive myself if something happened and we weren't there. Oh shit. All this and Addie's 6 month birthday is on Sunday. Oh baby...oh shit!