Today marks 2 days. Instead of my body being filled with water, it's filled with loads of stress. My mom says I just need to relax. How am I supposed to relax? I'm about to give birth! 
     So I did take my moms orders and sat on the couch like a big beach ball watching Grey's Anatomy. I felt so lazy. I haven't really exercised in what seemed like forever. The most exercise I have gotten in the last 2 weeks is walking up and down the stairs.
     Many visitors came today. Ingrid came at 2:00, and some family friends came at 3:30. Throughout the day my stomach was hurting really bad and I got up to pee like 9 times per hour. At 5:00 Amberose came for dinner. We had Italian. My mom made thin crust pizza, pasta, and French bread. We ate and talked for about 30-45 minutes.
     "Excuse me I have to use the bathroom for the 30th time." "Ok sweety." As soon as I got up it happened. My mom gasped. My water had just broke. Shock ran through my body. "Oh my god we have to get you to the hospital!"
     The car ride was scary. I was zoned off, only to hear the echoes of my moms voice yelling and Amberose panicking. We finally got there and nurses sped me into a private room. The doctors did an examination right away. They told my mom that the process was speeding along very fast and it would only be an hour of waiting. That is very fast compared to the usual times.
     45 minutes had passed and the doctor checked in on me. It was time. "We need to get her in the room right now!" "I was still in so much shock that I couldn't process what was going on.
     "Alright Kallette were gonna need you to push."