My sister is in the hospital and is going to give birth soon.
It's been a problematic pregnancy. She's had strep throat, an ear infection that just didn't want to go away, plus general pregnancy unpleasantness.
The doctor said that this is her last pregnancy and that is why she decided to go through with it. She's been wanting a third kid for a while now.
She's been in the hospital for a week now and I've been watching after her two kids. I'm tired. ><
The idea that something might go wrong has not been mentioned in our apartment. Everyone's seems to believe that if we don't say it out loud then nothing bad will happen.
I'm taking a different strategy. Maybe now that I've written my fears down they will disperse and everything will go okay.
Does life work like that? Lol.