I have a large family. My mom is one of 8, most have kids, and a few of us have kids. We’re also very close and get together relatively frequently, especially in the summer because one of my aunts has a pool. As to be expected with large families, we can argue quite a bit too. Here’s where the story comes into play.

When I was pregnant with my son in 2016, my husband had to work on a Sunday so my mom offered to pick me up and bring me to a family get together with her for a birthday. I was exactly 38w pregnant. My family argued about something stupid and stressed me out. The next morning I started labor with my son and he was born on the Tuesday.

Fast forward to today, and my family is getting together at my aunts house and I’m 38w1d pregnant with my little girl, and my husband is working. My mom is picking me and my son up in an hour and I’m hoping history repeats itself and I go into labor tomorrow 😂 wish me luck!