I love my dad 💙 *sorry long post*

Today my sister, who is the black sheep of family, called me to ask me if she could be at the hospital when my son is born, I am 38 weeks, I was hesitant to answer because I really don't want her there but said she could come to the hospital later. I don't like making her upset because when I do she won't let me see her kids, or at least she has in the past. Her and I have only been speaking again for a year, after 5 years of not speaking to eachother, and the entire time she wouldn't let me or anyone else in the family see or speak to her kids either. Then she asked me who was going to be in the room when I deliver. I told her my SO, my other sister, who I am EXTREMELY close to and maybe my niece, my other sisters daughter. This upset her but she didn't say anything yet. We continued talking about other stuff like my grandma and her Alzheimer's and then my sister decides to pick a fight with me, about her daughter not being in the room when I deliver! I am only aloud 3 people and I wasn't sure she'd be there let alone want to witness birth. She also claimed that I have never been there for her kids since day one , which is absolutely not true, so I started crying and defending myself until I couldn't anymore and hung up on her. I was blubbering at this point. I decide that I have to call someone to help me calm down, it was between my other sister who would get all riled up or my dad. I chose my dad. Literally with in a minute he got me to calm down and had me laughing. Then talked to me for another hour and a half to make sure I was ok. I 💙 my dad so much for always being there for me, even when I call him late at night crying up a storm because I am a hormonal blubbering baby!